
You're such a beautiful child
One day you'll watch From the back seat of the car Your Dad grab your Mom's hair And jerk her head so hard it snaps Back against the headrest. The image and the
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This is where the voice stops trying to be polite. Night, ache, heat, and the pieces that stay nearest to the shadow.

One day you'll watch From the back seat of the car Your Dad grab your Mom's hair And jerk her head so hard it snaps Back against the headrest. The image and the
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No. 106
You don't have to lie. Your truth is a flawless silhouette in a blacktop dream,
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No. 2
One day you'll stand on the ledge of a rooftop Your hometown and the river will spin Around beneath you
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No. 109
Only by stripping the partial shrouds Of indecision Can we face the darkest clouds
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No. 112
The plan and execution— A fool's errand: demanded retribution. A lust for justice that only exists,
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No. 62
Sometimes the screams grow so loud The sound becomes indistinguishable from silence
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No. 25
Shut your eyes when you know you're trapped Until you
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No. 48
The long coupon bus rides To the neon towers in the darkness. The buzzers on the unmarked doors,
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No. 40
Remember the vision that came to you in the light,
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Collection No. 1
Imagine I was right there with you When you looked up to your bedroom ceiling
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Collection No. 105
I wish I could have warned you. I know it all seemed like just a game—
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Collection No. 107
The champagne ship sailed through the night returning to a home washed over by the waves of the unknown.
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