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Jan 2012
and so I'll catch the next train
ride a buzz to Tuscan, AZ
where everything looks the same
except the sunrise,
which always changes your mind,
into gold!
and although it's been sold,
you can still reattain
coaxed and waxed,
old souls
We're estranged

and when it rose that's when I knew
I'd always sing of you
sea swept over me
covered me in
hopeless romanticities
when it rose, I knew

I smoke my last cigarette
Fill my lungs with regret
and lunacies
an inescapable dream
I always knew it'd just be me
leaning against the door of an old Chevy
praying the heat won't **** me
but secretly hoping so
I feel it burning through the soles of my feet
something that was just meant to be
but the king knows his place
and I've no say

we're under the same watchful sky,
you and me
Rose
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Rose
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