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ripped rusted nails, from broken wood, built this porch upon where we stand.
i forgot all of the bad times,
i remember long distant phone calls and listening to your music over the phone.
yet again this outlet feels to fall quite short,
has it lost its aesthetic.
donation based validation.
have we lost our nerve?
this stance falls upon dead ears.
words are drowned out by naps and individually wrapped snacks/packs,
these hands so dry will crack and bleed,
i will lose my sleep again tonight.
i forgot all of the bad times,
i remember long distant phone calls and listening to your music over the phone.
has it lost its aesthetic.
have we lost our nerve?
this stance falls upon dead ears.
these hands so dry will crack and bleed,
i will lose my sleep again tonight.
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eatyourguitar On Sep 24, 2004
More Twelve Hour Turn
dance like everyone is watching
sleep comes early for you
little one
i, too, had potential
it's your move