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Watch it play and turn away Battle-scars and airport bars Find the places that never show their shame Swallow the pieces of all those broken days And I wish these bones Would carry further than roads I laid And I feel my days Are blank spaces left to stray Stare through lights and blank stares Tonic glasses and late night hazards Never comprehended being in between Watch away while you play the next scene And I wish these bones Would find their former self And I feel my days Are losing ground, rotting on a shelf Shell of all that we used to be Fighting for the feelings I cannot see Foster old flames and blank promises They always sang the truthful choruses And I wish these bones Would lift themselves from the chair And I feel my days Are left for dust and wear
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Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 5:22 PM UTC
These Bones
Watch it play and turn away Battle-scars and airport bars Find the places that never show their shame Swallow the pieces of all those broken days And I wish these bones Would carry further than roads I laid And I feel my days Are blank spaces left to stray Stare through lights and blank stares Tonic glasses and late night hazards Never comprehended being in between Watch away while you play the next scene And I wish these bones Would find their former self And I feel my days Are losing ground, rotting on a shelf Shell of all that we used to be Fighting for the feelings I cannot see Foster old flames and blank promises They always sang the truthful choruses And I wish these bones Would lift themselves from the chair And I feel my days Are left for dust and wear
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j-m-1
35/M/Massachusetts
Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 5:22 PM UTC
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