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Summer raining on the Eastern seaboard I liked you better before November, personally There are metal shards floating in this bathwater Their own tiny islands of pain A mirror in shards face up on the floor Guess that is just another 7 years of bad luck Pennies are dropping into the bathtub Copper going plink plink plink Tiny rivulets running their paths That's just the sound of my lifeline going down the drain, again Smells like metal and tastes like pain Red river gushing from my veins Locked door trying to staunch the flow of secrets Head swimming to the tile floor clink clink clink Scars these days open so easily Like the Raven said, Nevermore
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Death in a Bathtub
Summer raining on the Eastern seaboard I liked you better before November, personally There are metal shards floating in this bathwater Their own tiny islands of pain A mirror in shards face up on the floor Guess that is just another 7 years of bad luck Pennies are dropping into the bathtub Copper going plink plink plink Tiny rivulets running their paths That's just the sound of my lifeline going down the drain, again Smells like metal and tastes like pain Red river gushing from my veins Locked door trying to staunch the flow of secrets Head swimming to the tile floor clink clink clink Scars these days open so easily Like the Raven said, Nevermore
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
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