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el adios

They tell you grief comes in stageslike a hospital elevatorthat stops neatly on each floor. Bullshit. Grief is a code blue at 3:17 a.m.when the hallway smells like bleach and…
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“Shadows in My Room”

Shadows creep, I can’t sleep, in my sheets, yeah they deepLove I gave, now it’s cave, yeah it’s dark where it weepThought you was mine, nah, a fake, a design,…
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hollow bones

I woke up with the taste of whiskey still in my mouth,like it knew where I’d been, like it remembered me better than you did.The sun was bleeding through the…