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Should've Known What They Can't Unknow Now by Jesse Printer Friendly

Windows burning brightly

a million yards are one

and his face is streaked in reckless shadow.

streams of unwound futures

much was left undone

It's a silent reckoning of whisky and man.

The sway may not be he

the world on it's side

Shame stalks remorse so, so quietly.

Call it all back again

what's known and past collide

Shattering, blacking out, and recreating themselves.

Windows burning brightly

blotting out the sun.


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