.The traffic's back for miles
On these quiet suburban roads
While the rubber necking strangers
Are dying to see this victim's wounds
Cause he's all alone
With his notebooks and poems
In this empty grave where he wrote
All of his secrets that became his lyrics
With no intent to.
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