don't look back. there is nowhere to go but forward. 23. any pronouns.
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Works of Man
A tire driven over a body
An angel with her eyes pressed from her skull onto the pavement
A deer illuminated by my headlights
She runs and how can I tell her I mean her no harm?
A graceful body collides with a taxi cab
A terrible vision illuminated by streetlights that blot out the stars
If I tried to hold you in your final moments
You could not tell the tenderness in my eyes from hunger
These cruelties are the work of man
And I am one among all the rest
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life is precious every minute / and more precious with you in it
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Genuinely no one understands me hey siri how do I find the other little freak weirdos
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I am so herta coded fr tho

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i know we'll reunite one day, up there in the clouds
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Feeling the temptation to watch my little pony friendship is magic again
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God there is only so much time in this life and it really does just keep passing by
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