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subtracting voices chandeliers hung by dead feathers cannon ***** of years when time hated fairly left over promises i'm not friends with getting lept out hanging death to find a friend running away marrying the wash out battling for empty filling up the old crimes inside my healing head to destroy their evidence useless when its good too ugly for views prisons too important for me, the left overs i was the addiction now another contraception hailing ghosts tangled in timecards under hung and still voting to take my spots Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025 Without a dream of my heart Type sets a career on board Stateside In abandon Your Oval Account Irish journalism
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Sep 4, 2025
Sep 4, 2025 at 10:27 PM UTC
Subtracting Voices
subtracting voices chandeliers hung by dead feathers cannon ***** of years when time hated fairly left over promises i'm not friends with getting lept out hanging death to find a friend running away marrying the wash out battling for empty filling up the old crimes inside my healing head to destroy their evidence useless when its good too ugly for views prisons too important for me, the left overs i was the addiction now another contraception hailing ghosts tangled in timecards under hung and still voting to take my spots Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025 Without a dream of my heart Type sets a career on board Stateside In abandon Your Oval Account Irish journalism
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Sep 4, 2025
Sep 4, 2025 at 10:27 PM UTC
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