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0-1I fucked you in the same bed that you wake up so in love with him every morning.
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Apr 8, 2017
ReasonDo you have no reason to write? / Do the wrists that flowed like rivers stay bound? / Do you have no
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Aug 9, 2016
Panic.Rest, there's nothing left but to sleep. / Rest, there's nothing left but to sleep. / You remain cap
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Aug 2, 2016
Navy Blue InspirationI've become a stranger to letting my wrists do the talking. / Words like drool from the corner of my
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May 29, 2016
UntitledThese days are wasted, / rotting on a box of cotton. / These days are wasted, / drawing chalk outlin
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Apr 2, 2016
Dead Man.Dead man, he walk alone. / Ripping at skin and bone. / Stifled by the comfort of shadow, *his* / Dea
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Mar 9, 2016
P&JYou give me nothing / To share in the moments / That rip us apart
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Jan 30, 2016
RxTangled in thoughts that / helped forget structure. / While numbing the senses, / to tend to the rup
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Nov 13, 2015
x3Swore to the stars to be done writing for love. / I'm a man of my word, so I'll curse at the sun.
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Aug 18, 2015
It's How I Stumble.I've got 3 dollars left, / And I'm trying to feel better. / I've got 300 miles, / And my head's in t
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Jul 7, 2015
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