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******* smile crooked syntax twisted fingers Broken bones with splintered ends but where they stopped grew empty friends broken people, battered souls, rotting dreams in empty holes ice cold screams crawl up and tear dead flesh on the edge of the freeway those lost by the wayside They lay under broken streetlights, flickering neon crosses rictus smiles canvassed eyes late night ships that dont touch the water as they sail by I can't fix them they wont sew together, they cannot heal can't be reforged like broken steel but I can't hide although I've tried the jagged edges of the world
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Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 3:54 AM UTC
Broken Pieces, Broken People, Broken Places
******* smile crooked syntax twisted fingers Broken bones with splintered ends but where they stopped grew empty friends broken people, battered souls, rotting dreams in empty holes ice cold screams crawl up and tear dead flesh on the edge of the freeway those lost by the wayside They lay under broken streetlights, flickering neon crosses rictus smiles canvassed eyes late night ships that dont touch the water as they sail by I can't fix them they wont sew together, they cannot heal can't be reforged like broken steel but I can't hide although I've tried the jagged edges of the world
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Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 3:54 AM UTC
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