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you screamed into the highway tunnel streets lined with cracked glass and broken people without homes said you wanted the dark filled shame in unwashed sheets-type-days with dingy motel rooms and coin laundry. i don't want the clean clipped sunday school smiles and the sunshine should be a cold, phosphorescent, so i know that i'm not being lied to.
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 11:41 AM UTC
sneakers with no soles
you screamed into the highway tunnel streets lined with cracked glass and broken people without homes said you wanted the dark filled shame in unwashed sheets-type-days with dingy motel rooms and coin laundry. i don't want the clean clipped sunday school smiles and the sunshine should be a cold, phosphorescent, so i know that i'm not being lied to.
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 11:41 AM UTC
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