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Eleven Minutes Away Arson Followed Me Home

decorum to my crippling agents. prepackaged prayers and arrangements. your parting bids me a sweet sorrow. that perfect timing for tomorrow. i walk a

break my fall. i'm disappointing. i'll hide forever. no more gestures. please don't find me. you could grow wings and whisper your goodbye. i'll take the wheel just tell me

burn it down. this cursive pattern is a minefield. misguided wreck. dredged from the bottom. and i will be your end. i'm home

so twist and flail with all your might and fall despite me. i am the only friend you have so don't ignore me. let's say your right. step through the

another one had the time to find these own escape. there is something that restrains my progression so gradually. and never start a sentence with there

back. it's so bright. i know your scared cause i am too. accept this failure it will bring you down. and please look to me for that faith that's lost.