all the sad boys come home with you
drape you in
a world away from me.
a world away.
a word.
a ransom.
a world
i think i finally understand
the way a broken arm can
there will always be children
behind one comes another
on the stairs,
i cross the line
and see a face that can't be
i bear witness to
all the ways they all depend on
lay your broken body down
lay your heartbreak
everything is gonna change
everyth
am i doing this right? you oughta know. should i
the photographer’s impatient as the train pulls out of the
Take away the words for everything, take away the words.
Take
a whispered curse under his breath
a whispered prayer over a
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