Bones and BouldersI hear that the clavicle fairy is building a castle out of our necks and shoulders.Bones and Boulders
This pendulum toandfro is getting old. hearts hang from collar marrow and they strike arthritis dust out of the surrounding hills they bleed ink out of greasy sunsets too many clenched fists and I always hold my breath.
(I hear that the clavicle fairy is building towers out of dental floss and fishing line she's digging moats and filling them with perspiration.)
I hear the clavicle fairy is building a castle out of bones and boulders. Our
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why can't we make this darkness feel like home
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shay
hey if you feel lik it leave me a comment back like this one even tho you dont know me
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you used to captivate me by your resignating light.
now im bound by the life you left behind.
you face it haunts my once pleasent dreams.
you voice it chased away all the sanity in me.
these wounds wont seem to heal,
this pain is just to real.
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