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Dead Now
I'm not myself; I am. A broken boxer, stuffed with glass and sand.. This is not how health should feel.. Songs sung from the lungs of the elderly.. . I am dead now..
Candlelit
Love's checkered past. Is littered with violent acts. And the blood that fills kindless paths. Each drop drawn in her name.. . In this modern age. The image of father has changed.
Bright Pink Bookmark
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Break
Took my bag underneath the overpass. Forgot to bend and now broken's all we have. Nothing's worse than realizing who you've hurt. I didn't bend and now we eat the consequence.
Boxing Night
Boxing night. I celebrate in style, in boxer shorts and spirits. Floor littered with ghosts of bottles past. There's a naked hush, clothed only in breath and a pulse.
Behave!
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Blood Under The Bridge
Clean out your mouth, this is not what it's for. There's still a bloodstain from the spill of the war. Pick up your sorrow, this is not who we are. I won't cry uncle having come so far.
Be Less Rude
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An Otherwise Disappointing Life
I have a long list of tepid disappointments. it doesn't mention you. And if I'm honest your name could be upon it. if this didn't feel so good. . In an otherwise disappointing life made right.
Backwards Walk
I'm working on my backwards walk. Walking with no shoes or socks. And the time rewinds to the end of May. I wish we'd never met then met today. . I'm working on my faults and cracks.
Backyard Skulls
All our secrets are smothered by dirt, underneath paving stones. Lying, waiting to be told. Some stay hidden, while some get found. Like a long lost soul, like a skull beneath the ground.
Acts Of Man
I am that dickhead in the kitchen. giving wine to your best girl's glass.. I am the amateur pornographer. unpleasant publisher by hand.. . Not here, not here.
400 Bones
400 bones crumpled in bed. I'm the only one who knows that you're still breathing. Beneath the blanket of another French death. This afternoon is one I will be keeping.
Rained On
I've been living in a dustbowl with half closed eyes. And if I believe the radio the levy is dry. There is sick on the pavement from seven weeks ago. Nothing is sacred, not even our home.
How It Gets In
I'm in the arch of the church. Between her thumb and her forefinger. I'm a worshipper. A zealot king, cursed, a devotee. Of the heady golden dance she does.
Roadless
I turned off the road. Because I was bored. Because I was empty. And we all need filling up. I'd been running on petrol fumes. And enough was not enough.
No Degree Of Separation
É la prima volta che mi capita. prima mi chiudevo in una scatola. sempre un po' distante dalle cose della vita. perché così profondamente non l'avevo mai sentita.
Femme
No sé cuantas quejas llevo ya a este curso. Para que quiten a este opresor machista. Que nos explica cosas que no sabemos. . Y no sé cuantas veces me han ignorado ya.
Nessun Grado Di Separazione
È la prima volta che mi capita. Prima mi chiudevo in una scatola. Sempre un po' distante dalle cose della vita. Perché così profondamente non l'avevo mai sentita.
Scusa Se Non Ho Gli Occhi Azzurri
Scusa se non ho già trent'anni. E non ho gli occhi azzurri. E la disco non mi va. Ma mi piace ascoltarti. Se parli o ti lamenti. E anche se ti incazzi.
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