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sippy downs

from three years by french in van

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Tell me a joke. Tell me not to do this and what you'll need from me. Call me a joke. Tell me that I'm worthless that I don't get it. Tell me in the front seat of my car where I'll get upset. Take it as an insult because you don't know how.

It's the way you always whispered. Or the way you looked last winter. And I still shiver. But you don't get it. And you'll regret it.

I can only see so far from the backseat of this car. It's burning up with me inside.
Tell me a joke. Call me a joke. Drive me back on the highway where I still cringe at roadkill, at dead deer, at roadkill.

You're in your den and I'll stay east this time. I'm sure I said not to tell me if you regret it. And I'm not cringing. I'm sure that I'm just retching.

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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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