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in from the coldyour head full of spidersspins straw into goldyour nerves feed each othergiving birth to the liethat it’s all gonna breakjust like always, old manthe long years only take but we sat in our roomsand we drank even moreboth alone, sunlight weptlike a festering sorei knew you, i loved youwe had years inContinue reading “when i think of you i picture things forged from iron”