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Between Blood
03:04
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money talks loud but I can’t see you being proud of me. we don’t talk now but I can feel you giving up on me. oh my restless bloodletting kin.
between blood and the synapse. between blood and the bone. between blood and each circulating cell. between blood and the home.
confide in me.
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Deadname
02:28
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i need a crutch to kick, i need a reason and I need it quick. caught in a stagnant re-run of a dated sitcom.
you want to talk in ones and zeroes? i want to talk - but i don’t want to hear you. don’t want to defrag my mind. i want to define my skin.
and my body is an iron cage. no more dead space.
and my body is a hurricane. no more dead name.
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Cartography
04:38
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golden, you are the amateur cartographer. straight lines embedded in weathered skin.
i’d assume we’ve both been running for a while and our legs grow weak and give in when they’re tired. but you were drawing a map - on a canvas of your skin. and you were drawing a map on a canvas of your skin.
inertia, we navigate away. unsettled in anxious storms, lying awake.
bend down the branches make a path. drain all of the blood from your heart.
but you were drawing a map
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Raggy Dolls
03:13
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my body like a rag doll hanging from your ceiling pull me down when you get scared. i’m cutting it from marble every single fragment of our discontent affair.
but i won’t be alone
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Living Room
04:09
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in your living room, i feel safe and tucked away from the stillness of the early hours. from your fire escape i can feel the city lights are burning beneath your feet.
who will be the one to take you home?
morning rushes in - through your curtain, pushes past the clouds and into your eyes…i’ve got a train to catch. coming back from the comedown
but I tried calling, i didn’t hear a thing. you just sit in silence let the dial tone ring
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