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'98 - '01
01:55
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discharge patch to the denim black
charcoal-coded dull tag
five six eight dulls the blade
you left but you should have stayed
fiery minds seemed to glare alike
light bulb above smouldered bright
thoughts cradled in vitro grail
sputtered out when tungsten failed
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Wicker Bar
02:37
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i thought about the wicker bar
heavy rain i pine for
used to set my birthday as my PIN
red string, cork board, tacks: it's the place i'm in
i thought about the school's rules of which i had no clue:
to cross my legs when i sat down
and move across the hallway when september comes around
it came around: "can i please come around?"
and i thought about that painting
primary colours splashed over corrugated card
it looked quite hard
and i thought about my bust mitral valve
it pumps forty-two million times, year round
and i suppose i broke my heart in a literal sense
back row kings, benched
and i wondered if i still had the chance to spout my defiance to the skies
dukakis tanked; lost track and tread
i was broke but i'm on the mend
the shape i'll leave when i'm gone will not stand without me
that empty shell will collapse on itself
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'80 - '88
04:38
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those door slams at night can happen as often as they like
but they'll never sound alright
two rooms away, flinching under duvet
you tested my strength with curtain rail held across the breadth of my chest
lion plays tamer, leisure plays terror, armed with furniture
lightyears from here your voice will ring fear
the same booming i hear
for long i've set furlongs of distance between what i say i what i mean
mother took the flak: queen's coronary crack.
always a matter of time until things aren't fine
testing the towing lines
bridal breaks, basket takes weight, shackle aches.
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Flickering Blinds
04:11
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please send a communique my way
cheetah always cheats and leads her astray
i'm an ashtray for your wordplay
and these loose ends turn me loose onto a freeway
dodging people, frogger leaper
i know asking too much to be your keeper
lost light bar paces up and down that same street
tank running on EMT, panzer's buttoned up guarantee
scrolling over your demise with a "wish you were here" sprawled across my mind
i watched through flickering blinds
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