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An Explanation, In Case You Still CheckTo hate is to remain loving, / But for you I feel nothing, / But cold.
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Feb 28, 2012
BlowAs Captain Jack kisses of the last roach / Lavender's in the boathouse window shouting that she's grown wings that she's gonna fly / over Old Casey's boat above the painted lake past where the music surrounds
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Jun 25, 2012
Bunk BedsCaution, lost in the motion, / The tender lapse of green sea waves / The scent that has become you,
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Jul 11, 2011
Cry WolfSo you were / naïve / So much of a wolf was
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Aug 9, 2011
DragLove is the last pull of your cigarette / All muscle and need and then, / Nothing
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Dec 7, 2014
HeHe swallowed my soul / Whole, sipped smoothly down / Gracefully, without need for chase
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Apr 18, 2015
Learning curveIt's just a muscle, she says / Predicts from her bag of tricks / Paints a portrait of my soul in red
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Nov 6, 2014
MantraTo write is to self harm / To create is to relearn / To love is to let go
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Nov 6, 2014
Night RideSun go down. You come round. Tap your horn in my driveway / Smell so smooth. Spark so sharp. Light me to your latest song / Line so fine. Smoke so choke. Leaving low we're getting high
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Apr 1, 2012
Of Star Charts and Boot Prints on the LakeNo force of nature, no divination of the corners / Nor the tea leaves, spread out loosely / Conveying chaos in their spiral form
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Apr 8, 2015
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