Phantoms

A dark rum and coke and cigarette smoke, she jokes, you’ll be the death of me…

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Urban

And it doesn’t take a genius to see how much they hate on us. The collaboration. It was an exploration of what could be, but it got lost along the way. The dizzying heights oh we were burning the lights most nights, now It’ll turn into a memory remembered kindly. And behind me there are…

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Five more minutes

Trying to find a reason to get out of bed, failing. setting my sights to the lowest setting sounds like a good idea, I might sleep or I might not didn’t get a lot last night but I suppose ( which I suppose I have to) that I’ll grab a coffee nab a copy of…

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