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Dead and lying on the ground
so I suppose I’m looking up
caked in dirt, could be worse
or that’s what we’ve made up
And my replicas seen above
on planets of their own
are all but worse for they will curse
the thoughts that I always condone

If you don’t like your body
then here, borrow mine
It’s hanging in the closet
next to all my dreams that died
and drafted pages penned to save
a heart that’s not my own
If I could trade positions
my old and broken visions
with these versions of myself

I’m always looking up
it’s the only direction left
Turns out I’m not only afraid of heights
but also afraid of depth.

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Impulse Control Ashland, Oregon

Southern Oregon rock trio playing something that sounds like something you like.

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