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Them Little Brown Bottles

The Voice will try to warn us by running rings around our heads, speak in lowly chorus. But then, my friends, we’ll just pretend that ghosts of what we did and said might not come back to haunt us. Advertisements

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My Take: The Germanwings Air Crash

Usually when I see a link to a news story and some long Facebook status of someone posting their opinion on it, I usually just think something along the lines of ‘self-serving dickhead’. I know this fits the same category, … Continue reading

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Regenerate

Laugh. And keep laughing as                   you’re walking through                          the                     … Continue reading

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It Was Something Like Clarity

I saw you,haunted and smiling. I saw you,all my voicesthe numbersthe questionsthe screamingthe insecuritiesthe obsessionsthe panicthe pointlessnessthe self-pitythethethethe abyss they all just.just.stopped. and and Everything made sense,for a moment And I was stupid enoughto think you’d stay.

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Get Home Safe / When They Sleep

I told Homeless Aaron I’d give him a cigarette if I had any papers, and that I’d run out myself. He pulled two packs of Bull Brand from his pocket and gave me the rest of his. I told him … Continue reading

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Zebras in Huddersfield

Two-      fifty-          one          AM      and  we’rewith  white       and        cream       paint     stainzebras, studying them race fromone crack in the ceilingto the … Continue reading

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Influenced

I’ve nothing here but to exist. I won’t flourish into ametaphor for those bornin my year.I shall not be allas all shall not be me,my world will be engraved in a bulletricocheting through the gapsin my memory,all too too much … Continue reading

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