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your delivery was flawless when you told me the news like you’d been every inch of the seventeen mile hike in my shoes you said daddy’s dead and it won’t be long son before you die too so i grabbed my shiny forty five took my coat off the chair and sighed "it’s gonna be a long night for me too" and i turned to look momma in the eyes but she just hung her head and cried "someday i know you’ll find truth" so i kissed momma on her cheek and left closed the door and headed west stumbling, trying to shake these blues i got an old leather jacket, almost all the nails to my casket i keep in my pocket just for fun. and when I’m done deciding, I’m tired of lying to myself I'll grab those rusty nails one by one           and  exhale and hammer my blues away.
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:23 AM UTC
Cash.
your delivery was flawless when you told me the news like you’d been every inch of the seventeen mile hike in my shoes you said daddy’s dead and it won’t be long son before you die too so i grabbed my shiny forty five took my coat off the chair and sighed "it’s gonna be a long night for me too" and i turned to look momma in the eyes but she just hung her head and cried "someday i know you’ll find truth" so i kissed momma on her cheek and left closed the door and headed west stumbling, trying to shake these blues i got an old leather jacket, almost all the nails to my casket i keep in my pocket just for fun. and when I’m done deciding, I’m tired of lying to myself I'll grab those rusty nails one by one           and  exhale and hammer my blues away.
- From Dishwater.
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:23 AM UTC
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