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Memories
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I caught a trace of your smell, in a lonely part of town, so I lingered in that spot for hours, hoping you would show your face, but I left let down, like I've always been let down by you...
that smell, it lingered like a shadow over my bed for weeks, it's presence like a drug to me, I knew that it was bad for my recovery I just couldn't get enough, so I continued breathing, yes I let myself fall deeper into memories, all you are to me are memories...
And if I obsess over what's gone, then I hope that your skin burns when you wear my shirt to bed, or that you too feel the sense of anguish when you catch a shimmer of my scent
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You need to get out of this house
I’ll walk you down to town
We’ll go act our age
Kick rocks, waste summer days
Penny candy at the general store
I’d buy us a pop if I had more
Keep walking inland all day
Spitting and cursing each other’s name
“Ain’t this what… ain’t this what brothers are supposed to do?”
The blood between us, makes it all but true
So we roll on through
Out past the quarries, sandpits too
Swim out among the rocks and cliffs
Ignorant youth keeps us from death
Find our way out to the tracks
The sun, it beats down on our backs
Well, heaven help us if there’s a train
Dodge it like the beaches of Normandy
“Ain’t this what… ain’t this what brothers are supposed to do?”
The blood between us, makes it all but true
And we saw that smoke rising over trees
And I swore, I swore, I swore that train was out for me
So I held him tight and felt those tracks rumble underneath
He swore, he swore if I didn’t let go he would knock me off my feet
And that’s what he did
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Manteca
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List of Words
01:15
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everyday i gave you the list of words I thought of when you ran through my mind, a poem a letter anything to ease the pressure building in my head, I guess you got tired of what I had to say, because you told me you never wanted to hear from me again...
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I miss the way I used to smile for no apparent reason,
Or how I’d live to laugh another day,
But now it seems, with growing up
Comes growing old and growing cold…
I take a look at everything around me
High school isn’t such a big a deal
When your heads full of monsters and the bottom of your bed
Is hiding skeletons that your closest couldn’t fit
I’ve got time, but I don’t know how much
To think of the future…
It all seems to close to be a long term thing
But for now the uncertainty keeps its distance
I miss the way that rumors wouldn’t catch me
Or when everyone pretends to be your friend
To laugh and lie, and hold our breathes through every tunnel…
When not everything you read or heard
Had something rooted in the message to make you question
Your entire life…
I’ve got time, but I don’t know how much
To think of the future…
It all seems to close to be a long term thing
But for now the uncertainty keeps its distance
And when I look back on today, I hope
I can see where I went right..
I’ll miss the times at 17, cuz soon it’ll seem so far away…
I wished for this when I was young,
Oh, can’t I take it back…
Please.. just let me take it back
I don’t wanna be here just yet…
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Jose Anca Phoenix, Arizona
Some guy in the Phoenix desert
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