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winter willI can feel winter coming. / It’s more than the wind that scrapes me every time I’m forced to go outs
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Nov 15, 2015
x/oxs and os trickle down to me / Through the wind or sometimes free / The words slip through like silk
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Sep 1, 2015
A lullaby for those like meIt’s been awhile since I’ve slept / But I’m sleepwalking everyday / They say this city never sleeps
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Jun 11, 2015
Today, TiredAnd while I’m staring up at the ceiling / or staring into the bottom of a glass / or staring straigh
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Jun 11, 2015
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