Logic:
emotion broken
Last ditch pit stop
glittering cheeks, sleek
tear torn slasher
smile
Face value sex
teeth worked tongue
chewed language
Silent night spent
finished
uneasy dream
lonely morning lead
"It's just the way things are
No, no
You don't push, little girl"
Rag tag tatters
End of a dry cough
Cold light cooling coffee
No photographers in this town
Everything empty
Nothing malleable
"You're lucky
You
can have anything
you want"
Lovely misconception.
This town closes early
Runs on half truths
face value sex
don't push
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