shauna-whiteWhisper

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ModernismI am living in the 1920s / I am missing the shaking tassel dresses, the whispering red lips and the springing curls / I live through the deep emptiness of an uncurled smile from a boy who has a shine in his eye
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Innocent RebellionYou sit and swig one, two, three / because you know he will not be home / You take a drag one, two, three
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Leather ShoesTrailing in these shoes, my feet no longer hurt / Straight line and bearable now / In replace of the pain and dirt
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RelapseThe polyester cardigan grows thin / As I nervously tug at its tiring seam / The silence does not dare to lessen
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Leave Your Personal Life Outside This DoorOh how I wish I could be your perfect server / You turn to those customers / with your stress ridden eyes
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Undoubted doubtNo matter how fulfilled my new love feels / There is still a little bit of the memories you created / Leaking through this creased smile
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SeasonsI was present in this place but my body was not. / The familiarity saddened me to the core. / There was a gaping hole in my gut as I realised it was winter now.
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HidingA child cries as loud as she can so that you will hear. / Do you do the same?
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Cannot Move From HereReady? Unready / To step swiftly through the inviting crowd / Of potential impossible beginnings
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The Night's Loudest SilencesWhen the light has fallen away / And our facades / of rush
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