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an album
04:23
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a drink of pain embedded in the telling of
i'm braver than you suspected love
i'm draining slowly carefully above the drain
i'm alone today and you're alone today
the fraying of fingertips in concentrated thought
the music in this place repeats a lot
i know there is this perfect thing i'm thinking of
i don't want perfect for you
i can can come down
i can pour down the steps
chewing kisses off my tongue
dream how quickly the skin moves
something weird and fearsome there
the night is drawn along by informality
the creases and the stains of work performed
an aching in the phantom limb of agelessness
all night for the lips of night
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smooth steps
05:07
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not a candle
03:17
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my forehead bleeds the curse out
i'm still a teen and it still fucking hurts
the book of spleens is open
this fur of freedom chafes me in my sleep
when i do sleep
the pressure warms the cotton
i sweat last week and this old thing still drips
we sang our friends to sleep then
with folded hands we counted all their teeth
so many teeth
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she was here
04:35
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someone close to someone
a stranger died last night
and she was here
a life in times of history
and spillings of the drives
and she was here
a chill approaches wartown
and trims its fleshy side
and she was here
a lifeless brittle insect
gives heart to newborn flies
and she was here
always winter wartown
hangs its nighttime sign
the breeze breathes clear
it occupies the branches
and crows its hanging cry
and she was here
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iffin Seattle, Washington
home-recorded functional punk/brittle-pop from seattle WA
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