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houses built, homes destroyed

by lovelettertypewriter

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houses built 13:21
i found your footprints (in the snow i'll find it) but you closed your artbooks let the death fill the pages of all those scrapbooks with paper cranes the form. ink-spilled dark of your face. i am a lonely pigeon on your last walk home and i forgot about love letters, i was lost and cold it's gone, you've got so far without knowing where you are too late. of where i'd go, i've been wondering for so long it's there where i felt the pastoral of this dark town. without goodbyes, without saying anything i left my friend's coldest shoulders. tired heart, tired soul. when i left home, there was nowhere to go it hurts to grow old. over time, you won't remember. (hollow parts of your memory) all these years are gone, you thought you had lost it all. they still seem to haunt you every time. you're old.
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time will overcome. (countless fears are gone.) days well spent in our home.. you sing in my ear: "death takes it all". words fall apart. can't hear, you're an avalanche. it should feel better than this, but we're stuck in endless parallax. (old reminders, deserted homes. i'm desperately choking on words. - a living ghost. framed scenery.) sleeping for whole life escaping it, things i tried to reach took the best of me. days well spent in our home.. you sing in my ear: "death takes it all". words fall apart. can't hear, you're an avalanche. days when you were stronger ceased to exist it's just another timeline, continuously fixed, it's just another body wailing in the grey of your old backyard and the thought of you had gone. (and you fell down). building same old houses, reading same old books, can't seem to find the letters written for someone who looks just like you, but with an empty face - always moving downwards, always falling down. (and you fell down). sending distress calls! quiet fading hum.

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released January 1, 2019

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