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Say goodbye, walk out the door, Grab cigarettes at the local store, stare at oncoming traffic, stop.. wait, in-vision childrens laughter, stay firm, listen to rippled wheels turn, withering old men resting on bike path benches, focus, keep straight, can't let them see you frown, turn back to your ghost town.
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Aug 28, 2012
Aug 28, 2012 at 5:35 PM UTC
Morbid on repeat
Say goodbye, walk out the door, Grab cigarettes at the local store, stare at oncoming traffic, stop.. wait, in-vision childrens laughter, stay firm, listen to rippled wheels turn, withering old men resting on bike path benches, focus, keep straight, can't let them see you frown, turn back to your ghost town.
JaredSmith
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Aug 28, 2012
Aug 28, 2012 at 5:35 PM UTC
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