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car crash

The sun doesn’t erase my shadows

And my smile won’t convert my sorrow

Every happy thought has twenty

Hanging from the nearest tree

Every moment of silence is crushed

By multitudes of years in harmonious sadness

The glass broke in my hand, I let it

The alcohol stung my throat, I let it

She caressed my soul, I let it

Then cracked it, burned it, set it alive

On fire, the desire to be like anyone else

Disappeared, but I still owe breath to my past

Everyday is repayment for death never cashed

Maybe I’ll stumble onto 85

Or the middle of a busy street

Maybe someone will give me the sentence

That I’ve always deserved to meet

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