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There should be three crosses on the side of the highway three bite size graves all in a row three rotting skeletons collecting dust When I was young I made a suicide pact with my two best friends I woke up on my bedroom floor stars crossing in front of my eyes empty bottle of pills still in my hand At their funerals I kept my mouth closed Because there are things their mothers needn't know That should have been a sign I was meant to forever walk this world alone
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
The Holy Trinity
There should be three crosses on the side of the highway three bite size graves all in a row three rotting skeletons collecting dust When I was young I made a suicide pact with my two best friends I woke up on my bedroom floor stars crossing in front of my eyes empty bottle of pills still in my hand At their funerals I kept my mouth closed Because there are things their mothers needn't know That should have been a sign I was meant to forever walk this world alone
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
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