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angie fights crime

tomorrow i have sold my soul
i saw you, you were alone
i saw me, white as a bone
can we feel the distance as much as the empty hearts?
it wasn’t too easy yesterday
i tried to talk to you, but my mouth was so sore
it burned with words that would not escape
(people running through the empty shadows, the rain falls through to the bottom, and finds it’s way to my eyes.)
a little girl standing underneath a magnificent tree
“it just blows” she said
but it was all that I could do to hear her strong words above the distance between us
she cried, until the china dishes, she carried
melted into red drops of distance
it cried, too long, to be allowed in the room filled with her memories