bloodiedsink:
lady of milk
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weird how i grew up here
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she had eyes so green
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it’s like you’re made of angel dust
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excitement shared by everyone on the street
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cut out photos with you so i can act like you were never part of my life
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wouldn’t you like to be here when you’re gone?
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lady of the milk
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why are we having this conversation?
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winters walk
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it’s not tonight anymore
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the dead center
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lake
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a bird stared at me for a while, was it you coming back? trying to tell me something?
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my sweet girl
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we threw rocks into the river
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“i used to go here all the time as a kid”
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carved names in wood
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should i?
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fawn, doe, light snow
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staring down the barrel of the hot sun shining with the sheen of a shotgun