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Jan 2014
you see, IT'S ABOUT KILLING PEOPLE,
about THE RIGHTEOUS & THE WICKED,
THE UNDIVIDED SELF.

ARE YOU THE ONE I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR?
here, WHERE TWO BODIES LIE,  I COULD STAY HERE FOREVER.
on THE LAST DAY WE EVER CLOSE OUR EYES,
the HARBOUR LIGHTS will be in GRAYSCALE.

MY MISTAKE, I BELIEVE IN SYMPATHY.
sing me A LULLABY FOR THE LONELY,
and we'll HEAD FOR THE COUNTRY.

you set off these LITTLE EARTHQUAKES in me.
you're in the PASSENGER SEAT, telling me to
HOLD ON TIGHTLY, LET GO LIGHTLY.
POLARIS can't guide us anymore.

i am the BLACK CROW KING, you are OFF THE MAP.
GRIEF CAME RIDING through our souls, darling,
WHAT DO YOU GO HOME TO? GET OUT.
there's BLOOD ON  THE LEAVES,
FROM THE EDGE OF THE DEEP GREEN SEA.

WITH YOUR GREATEST FEARS REALIZED, YOU WILL NEVER BE COMFORTED.

WHY ARE YOU LOOKING GRAVE?
THE EARTH DIED SCREAMING.
(c) shiloh renee 2013
eli
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eli
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   ---, Eliza, TL Sipple, --- and Tabitha
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