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d stole my french press

from three years by french in van

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For something tried and true,
once I get tired of you,
or tired all the same,
I'm tired all the time.

I'm falling over me
or falling over you,
I'm falling all the same
I'm falling all the time.

Your speaking lips, you'll move again… a supplication all the same.

Here's my hand. Take my hand. Break my wrist. Cut my throat. Hold my hand. Don't try to hold my hand. Oh when did I start?

But I won't say a word. You're who I feign indifference towards. You're who I pretend to be. What I should have known's a bit too close to what I pretend to see. My freezing lips, won't move again, a suffocation all the same, narrow and solitary.

Where's my hand? Take my neck. Find my name in your phone on the floor after everyone else is still asleep.

Oh my god, have I always been like this?

I can hardly remember how it used to be. As your speaking lips stagger slightly, it's my suffocation all the same. Tell me something else, just not tonight.

This party's great but I'll just finish my beer and sleep instead. Uncurious and insincere I just want to go sleep. In someone else's bed. In someone else's room. Feeling someone else's skin. I think I'll just go to sleep tonight instead.

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from three years, released August 20, 2013

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french in van Lancaster, Pennsylvania

Summer 2012 - Fall 2013, roughly. We’re done for.

for talking: legdaythebest@gmail.com

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