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Brenden: Desert wanderer, heart squanderer, struggling writer.
Brenden: Desert wanderer, heart squanderer, struggling writer.
They hold me to my word
And force me face down on the pavementEyes see a world I’d never considered
Those insects make it look so easy
Got it all figured out
All planned aheadI got a boot on my face
Plastic grips in my cheek
Weight on my cheekbone
Blood, grit in my mouth
Swallowed teeth and pride
Choked up and spat
Between the cracks
A river running wild
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violet-words said:
I definitely get a 1984-esque vibe from this one.
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