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Places In My Veins

I’ll lower your body down into an open grave 
And let the vultures have their way with you
We’ll take you by surprise and spill your blood like wine
Scarlet stains upon the flesh will end the night…

~*~

There’s a place for my pulse

Somewhere within my wrists

But no matter how hard I try

I can’t figure out where it is

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I’ll rest my head in a sea of nightmares

And drown looking for a sweeter dream

I’ll marry a liar just to find out the truth

High on the promise, low on self-esteem

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And the haze is piercing my blacktop heart

Latent vortex swirling in a negative universe

Rotting with the blindness that I call my eyes

Hides the blood of another paralysing curse

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There’s a place for the vaguer beat of my soul

Somewhere under my skin, between my wrists

But no matter how many deep incisions I make

I simply can’t seem to find it; does it even exist?

~*~

Everything you say rings hollow
But you will tell your stories again and again
Sell your half-truths with a smile
Take and inject it, inject it!

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Parallel Driveway

Red lights flash in the car we’re kissing in
Call me crazy, I’ve always tried to remind her
That the future’s just a few heartbeats away
From disaster, I’m afraid that I’ve thrown it all away…

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Blankets vertically slashing cuts

In my bedroom morgue disease

Slipping on chrome lighted guts

The fabric of life rips and bleeds

Late midnight run to a pharmacy

Another future has not killed me

As honest as this world’s square

It’s a miracle I’ve not pulled hair

Stained glass prayers can’t save

The ones I loved, the ones I hate

Stay with me, these chances low

But at least the aches shall slow

So complicate my health further

I’ll back out of hailstorm weather

I’ve saved my breath just for you

Still I’ve held it ’til I contacted flu

Immune to coffee with medicines

This passenger drunk on gasoline

So I’ll close both my eyes and drive

Crash my car so I’d feel more alive.

~*~

No! At the top of our lungs
There’s no! No such thing as too young
When second chances won’t leave you alone
‘Cause there’s faith in love…

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