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37 lines
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As a kid the summers seemed so long.
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The dusk; a never ending song.
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Too much, too young.
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He'd never hear it again.
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A walk through the dismal streets, the alleys where the junkies sleep.
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Too much, too young.
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"That will never be me."
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Slow, hand in hand to the boardwalk's end.
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His mother's words like the biting wind.
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"Please don't leave me."
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He'll never hear them again.
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"Keep quiet, stay out of sight."
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Her sunken eyes that used to burn so bright.
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"Please don't leave me."
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So he hid pressed against the wall, under stairs in the darkened hall.
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The sound of heartbreak reminded him of home.
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Shadows move slow across the floor, a minute seemed like a day or more.
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The end of heartache when she opened the door.
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The sights, sounds, smell of burnt out shame, pride, spite and love.
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They all come here to die.
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He sobs, "Please take me a away. Please mother bring us home safe on nameless streets the way we came."
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Suddenly, she prayed for better days and for redemption.
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Sullenly she prayed to keep from harm's way and for conviction.
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But there's no forgiveness here.
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No hope beyond that pier.
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No way to get out now, not for her in this dead end town.
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And that drunk is waiting up, him and jack and the empty cup.
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"Where you been? What you on? Who'd you fuck?"
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One more drink to toast good luck.
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She gets a stiff hand from the old like the bourbon he's been drinking.
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Black out.
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______________________
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Name Nameless Streets
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Artist Defeater
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Album Travels
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