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Bed Springs
01:24
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I have found my eyes in the ceiling again, with only all that I've already said left to say. Aware only of the weight of this silence. I thought I was trying; please say you saw me try. Not just a static crackle when my mouth bleeds. I want to feel the pressure of my bed springs, I want the things I used to run from to catch me. Tighten up my limbs until my blood screams like yesterday in the boughs; the sun bathing in the leaves, your feet trailing when we had to leave.
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I'm Not Strange
02:07
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Find my thoughts on pavements home. I'm still scared of things, maybe it's not the dark; sometimes it's the days and the minutes spent on my fingers counting the things I could have done to make the change. I like to believe I'm strange wading through this place. I'm every other face, I am the same. I'm not strange, I'm a bore to everyone I've ever met.
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Ground In My Mouth
02:21
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There is a hole in the ground by my house where I've buried all the words I don't carry the meaning to keep alive; I've seen them die. It seems like every time I speak I find myself back here, tearing at the ground with my mouth, fistfuls of withered flowers in my hands. I swear I tried to stop them sprouting, miming so loud on either side. When I saw you die I died.
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Osmosis Jones
02:37
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To wake is to start the struggle against my most fragile self. The weight of all you ask of me and all of the apathy to getting well; but I want to get well. "I'm not long for this Earth" to get me through the day; I don't want this anymore.
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My Most Fragile Self
02:20
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Today I woke with the strength of ten men, and the intention to start it all again. Everything I spoke and felt was meant and though meaning was uncertain, if I keep pushing further I will get there in the end. Today I hit the straight between the bends with dreams still dancing on my teeth and gold dripping from the eaves of my skeleton. I will get there in the end.
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Codicil (Getting Better)
01:17
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I'm just starting to figure out what it takes to keep me from wishing the days away. I'm learning to seek reassurance instead of lashing out. I'm learning to trust myself. I am still scared of living but there is something better here and it has never felt so close.
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