And you remembered
The sound of the waves
From the wood upon
Why is your face creased with worry?
Why is your face
hey mr pharmacist
could you pass me a cigarette
cause i'm
If you deserve
To loathe me for
The wicked things
I’ve done
And listen
And I’ll come home
Drunk again
And we’ll ruin
Everything
And you fell
Out of
Once if it is in illness which you speak
They’ll stop
Morning light draws through the blinds
Will you wake alone
Or is
Sarah, make yourself at home
Nowhere that I feel I'm alone
Heaven
once, anchor(anger?) ride
took it on
all despite
watch and see
what it had
Steamed glass
Out of the shower
You step
Sleepless
Drying off
And sliding in
To
you have lost a part of you that can't
shut in,
Is it teaching you
To be
Is it teaching you
To be
Still
Over dead
If you should stay awake
If you should pull apart
If you
You either win or lose
You either win or lose
Though it
Dirt under my
Fingernails
Warm wind blows in
Your sails
But you can’t take
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