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Thereafter

You either do or you don't
there is no middle ground
you either fuck or you kill
leaving your addictions to
spill out. Could you look
at me and consider what
a day in Grafton is like.

I never felt peace, I never felt pain
but I always had a love for the rain.
Pelting in the windscreen of the VT
echoes leaving little puddles in
the back of my mind.

But here I sit still unable to find
all those little wisdoms gathering up
in the front of my mind.
Peace in time, plenty's a phase
the soul is stained.

Feel the skin it shivers in sin
where did it all begin?
Written by Tacete (who-isthe-silence)
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