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[jasonvalley]

Like a reminder of then, a burden hunched over a glass ledge watching over for a day. A dead mall with a welcoming presence. Calling among where, by my understanding, Izzy would come forth. Almost in full swing while entering a shop that I'd frequent as a child. It was an overwhelming cradle of a heartbeat.

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Izzy would haunt me throughout the years. Heavy words like a weight upon my chest. Crushing to the brim of any distinction. Repercussions of what I'd witness and repeating of lone apparitions. Ventriloquism is no easy matter from porcelain to flesh.

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grasping at the understanding of purposefully creating until breaking points. doing so until one could no longer physically and or emotionally. levitating is close to uneasiness. not nauseating but near the clawing of eights. reading endlessly of whom i'd look up to on techniques, i see what they'd meant in regards to giving your all into your heart. those that may vomit, those that may bleed, those that may tear. as if you gave up part of something within yourself to run into a wall, push forth, and then some. i'd felt the cold beneath the ground for a long time. heard the echos and seen the doorways that tap into elsewheres. note to self, i miss you terribly.

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Why is it that we’d find it under all the leaves? It was completely rusted and falling apart. It must have been there for decades. That was my first assumption. I wish I had held to that phone with a tighter grip. It must have parts that I’m missing in all of this. Definitely more photos of the time ***** and I struggled to get out of there while it was getting darker. He often would antagonize others from across the waters. I can still picture him almost in tears when we were lost. I know there is more that connect the dots. Why would there be this constant pressure to go back to that place? The one with the open pit where there were markings left. I’d found a testimony in which a similar event I’d once mentioned happened to a group of people in the same location. One individual who also became injured and had to be carried out of the woods. It seemed to have happened a couple years prior to our shared event. I remember ******** floating in the water from afar. I was close when it happened. I remember it sounded like a branch snapping. We all fell silent before it all got very loud.

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bass break

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anytime I go outside, this appears at the top left of my vision

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All about Lily Chou Chou [ 2001 ]

Shusuke Hoshino

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He dragged him across the concrete onto the green summer grass. He did not pull his punches. ***** stood still on the swing set as we often would to talk after sunsets. It's a bit blurry now. Just as the tears once blurred it then.

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Nothing Came Out cover.

don't know the chords, but wanted to do a quick cover of it anyway

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a rough demo

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Do you know how to send a moth to a flame? I bare witness to them that cradled totality within their eyesight from a block away. Aggregate held the history of narratives one can only cry for. *******, I only wished your siblings would have grown with you. The dirt stood still after all the floods. I'd felt those waters from the creek that would form ruins. Rust, I eye you once again.

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i don’t want to go