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[wastedxheart]

Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs
In the shadow of the skyline very far away
A lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me
I was 5 years old my best friends older brother died
He fell from these cliffs
The river washed him away the current pulled him downstream
In our eyes, floating in the headlights
so we parked these cars
Parent’s garage
Listen to the lullaby, Of Carbon Monoxide

2 weeks