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Originally Posted by appleghost
"Rusty Cars"
take me to the broken homes
the barking dogs and rusty cars
take me home
take me home
take me to the concrete faces
the smashed open windows
take me home
take me home
take me to the darkest ink
the cut down trees and closing eyes
take me home
take me home
take me to the hanging ropes
the voices through the forest
take me home
take me home
'cause I'm driving a car
with the devil in the backseat
hearts on the floor
and no one can track me
take me to the broken homes
the barking dogs and rusty cars
take me home
take me home
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This is really simple and a bit cliche, but that's fine... I like it. I like that you seem to happy in a place that might be kinda "ghetto" because it's your home. I can relate to that. Thanks for sharing that.
Quote:
Originally Posted by appleghost
Sleepy, sad nights.
I don't know what I'll call it. Probably something absurd.
yoghurt blues
hurt us both after all
dead fish
painting my bedroom
changing the colours
yoghurt blues
turned the camera on
the photos are gone
filling the empty space
blurred out questions
it hurt us both after all
what mattered then
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Very nice. I don't really understand what it's about, but that's okay. Interesting read.
c4c?