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Vultures
02:10
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part of me want to be swallowed
by a body of water or an animal
slowly, i will get devoured
you left nothing of me for the vultures
i'm feeling light on my feet
come downtown it'd be sweet
i'd get you a drink
and we'll proceed to not speak
you feed off meat you kill from the weak
a rabbit with a bloody paw, a chicken with its head cut off
eventually, doesn't make a difference
the mouth you feed tends to be the distance
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Home
02:08
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you talk like a goddamn sailor
taught you to be honest
does cocaine in the trailer park
you know i'm a lady
never seen this place after dark
i am a force with the lights on,
let me come home
always was a quiet girl
left you for the open road
i know you wish that i was her
sometimes i want that, too
to feel to my fullest
and leave when i want to
she's forever seventeen
and she's dancing all alone
we are a force with the lights on
let me come home
said you'd never forget your baby
and where you come from
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16
02:08
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brittle loss of innocence
you can't hold onto things like this
short-lived and tall romances
not without their consequences
and anyway it's getting late
the night will start to dissipate
the sun is out in violet hues
the way i used to think of you
feel the cold from the crack in the window of the backseat
you got drunk and you called us a taxi
white shirt stained wine red
you act like a child and i lie in it
in a prayer pose you will welcome what awaits you
hang your clothes by the door and you come to
in a white room with an old tv
i would have accepted your apology
but you're so stubborn, just like your father
if there was ever any doubt that i'm
my mother's daughter
orange eyes like tangerines
from the candles in the cake
at your sweet 16
make a wish and you don't have to tell me
run me through hell, now you're running with the big leagues
tough talk and cheap cologne
a million different ways you could be alone
as a child on the swings
with my knees all bloody
green grass rings
sunburn stung my cheeks
warm color of contentment
when you got so cold i barely noticed it
because it moved so slow
like you're frozen in a dream
silent i would watch you while you sleep
gold light from the street lamps shone
a million different ways you could feel alone
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Emma Shepard Cleveland, Ohio
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