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[It’s what I can’t turn into absolutely bright blood that breaks]
It’s what I can’t turn into absolutely bright blood that breaks
my heart, when, in a city I can see from the millionaire
down, I just sit in front of fans. One of my father’s friends
died this way between two nights. And when a woman
shimmers back into her darkness I am dead confused,
surrounded by large hush cats.
my heart, when, in a city I can see from the millionaire
down, I just sit in front of fans. One of my father’s friends
died this way between two nights. And when a woman
shimmers back into her darkness I am dead confused,
surrounded by large hush cats.
Posted 06/28/09