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I guess it started the lights went out
and everybody started running round in circles to figure it out
I could it
wedged in my ribs it felt
as my air blew out
through the evening, paranormal
slowly called to the green
where the ghosts gather nightly and sell the devil dreams, i observe
from the other side of the curb
hold the notepad
scribble my words in the limelight
this is what like to bleed ink
put your fingers in it paint me a picture of you think
make it beautiful and make it look like
it hang from the heavens
make it break my
make it
it dangerous
make it out of the
make it passionate and impossible to
it's
slowly resurrected the dust
when you its everything inside of you, its us.
You're all I've known
So to my
You got me running home
for the roses
You're my blood and brittle bones, my soul and open
all I know
Ive a whisper in the dark one night
it take form in front of me and mimic my life
it natural specially watching its last breathe like poetry
as it clung to its own chest with a smile
made out of broken pieces of
you can see the thoughts chase em around for miles
if you it people say that old road is haunted
if you travel on it long enough never get off it
you believe it cause is skewed when you see it
you process automatically think that you feel it
and sticks to the brain when the truth of it is standing outside playing cards in the rain
you will never the game it plays
you can only around and lick the blood from your own switchblade
its slowly resurrected from the dust
you understand its everything inside of you, its us.