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Turn pages, unworn hands shaking
Great unknown
Blurb composed

The attic's filled with fog
Doors won't let the air back in
I have not
Been very good

I want you to see
Who I?
Who I?
I want you to know
I want you to see
So unworn
We couldn't even see
Out of your
Impossibility
It's my fault
I guess I

I'll go cuckoo on 'em for sure
Money don't make me feel whole no
Like the ozone might be done for yeah
Thrifty knittings like they unworn
I did plenty

them

I use you
Just as much as you use me
I’ll hurt you
So that I can feel less pain

Autumn blues and unworn shoes
From dreams that cannot be
Wasting

If I was to live forever how would it feel to bleed
Cause what does it mean to live if I can't feel a thing
The shoes in the mudroom unworn
Why don't

keeps me stalling
I'd bring the laughs and you'd bake the sweets
Now straight up chillin flamingo breeze 

Pink tides
Tropical movie
Unworn lights
Neon

I see youth
When frowns were stranger then smiles
Unworn faces full of life, not worry
I long to return
I want to still wonder
I want nothing

are you now
Mother, can you hear me
I can smell alcohol
And unworn clothes
Your makeup's wrong
And you're not this commanding
Yet here we are, standing

fly straight, the survival of the plants I gave you takes on new meaning. The rings, worn, unworn with reason.

Because we loved we can finally conjure

upstairs: broken-in shirts and broken housewares
All we become is things on stoops: unworn windbreakers in yellows and blues
All we were was trash picked up:

gone this way familiar faces on the shore
The road less traveled left unworn
And in the back of my mind there's a place that you once held
In that lonely

I only have one pair of shoes
Held together by cyanoacrylate glue
Not a shirt in my closet looks unworn
They're shorn and torn and make me look

A circle from a line, a pattern in our time 
Maybe we'll return and try with what we've earned 
Maybe you would find you needed me once you're unworn 

Don't

bit more love
But it's alright
Don't cry
My sweet

You were born
Unto me
I'm torn
Unto me
I'm worn
Unto me
Unworn

So I danced my dance
And I kissed

You'll never find me again
I'll be washing your unworn clothes
And be spitting in the folds
Will i ever be clean

Won't even notice, won't even see

a hug
Warm them with a kind spirit
A style unworn
We preach masculinity
They say it’s not okay to cry
Shows signs of weakness
Makes us deprived
But love

You're on Weight Watchers, I got a tapeworm
Your baby's ugly, throw out that newborn
I stole your man, that wedding dress unworn
Girl, are you Amish? Go

They just all disappeared when she passed away
Now there's just a wardrobe of unworn clothes
And a picture of her holding his hand on retirement day

chart
Don't blink - see the scrawl on the kitchen wall
Don't blink- don't eat  the pie in the pie chart

Repeat and hand to me a bag of cheap
Unworn

he goes on, with unworn weapon packed
In the man there's a crack
He's reaching the point of no return, no more going back
You'll believe it, when your

bullshit is not allowed

Split down the middle
My heart so torn
Wish I would've left it in the store
Unworn
Wish that we aint never have a start
Unborn
Broke

darker now
The streets are filled with the torn
As the heroes cape goes unworn

They're hanging out with the cool kids
Forgetting why they exist
They're

mourning
Perhaps unworn, love is often forsworn
A split in timelines why i'm forever torn
Bidin my time a little light yet to shine
Does wanting to do good

It started simple, threw out one thing at a time
Last night's dinner, some unworn old clothes
We started simple, how'd it all get out of hand?
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