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  • Scars like Love

    sparrow soured bone marrow no tomorrow voices swallowed sugar bowl worms bellied bullet girl shadows swirl information static calm panic cheating the mile markers such loving hatred master been bated beaten soul should the hours grow mold kill them lightly, because tomorrow will arrive, it doesn’t wait our survive, let’s say goodbye, truth can not Read more