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Front and Back
02:20
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i carve my name here as in a tree:
it will grow up, grow old, and i will grow out, but my name will remain like the few hours of night i pretend to sleep.
every word i speak echoes the sound of wheels on the road.
i am not in control. I hear our (myyourhishersits) idiosyncrasies cry out in despair, petrified, astounded by our every-day pedagogy.
i am horrified, petrified, intensified by the emphasis which we put on our dreams, like we shackle ourselves to our id.
don't placate me.
i am drowning in this endless crowd. caricature upon caricature upon caricature.
this is my unlife.
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Untitled
01:40
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this emptiness is putting me on edge.
like every history-book cigarette,
every gas station taught me that you left.
you haven't come back yet. you made sure of that.
or did i?
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Sincerely
02:18
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i see your smile in city lights on friday nights.
the contours of your body break over my memory like waves on your beach
you are a forest fire
we are put to sleeping by our consciences, like they’re singing a bad lullaby that rhymes with laying on the grass staring at the sky and the clouds. the leaves are changing; falling from their branches and fluttering aimlessly, drifting like we drifted apart when the seasons turned.
I don’t want to see your cigarette. I want to see your smile.
You change like the seasons, you change.
You set like the sun set on summer.
We are constellations
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