keeping the hurt
speaking about the human
sneaking onto the field
text by the hidden ghost
she didn't mean you any harm
she covers you with her eyes
offering you a promise
little girl
cicada shells
under the fire
toes and sand
still not dead
it is wide
stepping on pitchforks
in your vision
cigarettes and fur coats
christmas lights
keep them in the back
treat the few
trumpet sock window puppet
the curve of the road
cello all alone
on the roadside
haunting
wind
time progresses
and the spokes of romance
ignorantindifferent
blind to it all
chill out
take a break
more deals down the road
something bad happens
shout out
intimacy with the scar tissue
revel in your agony
a little shine
different lives
sharing the dope
tragedy keeps coming
this whole life
is such a big lie
feel my power
my spirit
up and down the walls
my place
the love of plastic idols
it is all so heavy
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