The space between the lies the dust behind the door
the shopping cart with the crooked wheel
the sky puking up the sun
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Soaking up the rain and whipping spit of the waves, as he stood next to the ocean of my memory, a fire hydrant in a red windbreaker, glaring...
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"Well...that was dramatic." I didn't know what he meant until I saw the ink spilled everywhere and the moths in her hair like ... -
Definitely keep the faith I said to him and him to me Definitely don't let the deal go down and leave you on the stone cold sea Definite...