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CAN WE PRETEND


that aeroplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars


but when the armory empties

we’re melting down the bells

why do my dreams turn to dust


you said everything like it was an afterthought. you should have used it more wisely, that soul you bought. and now your mouth’s running on, telling us all the ways she went wrong. but nobody’s listening and so soon we’ll all be gone.

wrong, so you didn’t get it right. no one ever gets it right. what’s it like at am 5 o’clock when all the love’s asleep on your block. post memorial drive,

you’ll be the last to leave, to say your goodbyes to ghosts eternally lost inside. your son’s hands stayed warm long after he died.

it’s all a matter of reaching. it’s all a matter of covering

believe me it’s nothing.

believe me it’s everything you never wanted it to be. it’s all a matter of reaching. it’s all a matter of struggling. believe me it’s nothing.

believe me it’s everything you ever needed it to be.

this can’t be an afterthough. this right here is all i want.


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B A R R E N L A N D S


no mother ever dreams that

her

daughters’

going

to

up

be a junkie

to

grow


no mother ever dreams that

her

going up

and

daughters’ to sleep

grow alone


set

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set

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The bright lime green walls watched me sit in silence. And everything that had happened

faded into nothing. Four a.m.-concrete bed. Rented car-thoughts in flames. I didn’t know what I was even doing there.


back and forth across the map


until i reach the end


i only live in that one moment in which you die


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