.Seems my composure is coming unraveled. and iâm riding a thread.
to the floor falling forward saying this is a war. to the soundtrack of a warm gun.
These violent lines of sound carve names into my bones. and i'm better deaf.
cuz it aches to hear every year held up in fear of dragging alo.
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