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• Artiste: Miss My Chance
• Titre: The HemingWay Out
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Hey heroine, what do you hear? Is an overwhelming fear of disappointment ringing through your ears? Listen for the calm after the storm, even though the stillness and serenity may have an unsettling tone. I know, that noise is no match for the strength you've shown. I'm told, “There’s no heavier burden than a great potential.” Hey Hemingway, what was it like? Did taking your life free the author stowed inside your mind? If so, send me a sign because there are books I’d like to write in the name of the father, the son, and urban blight. A home blest with bullet holes is still a blessed home. A place to feel less alone, “Isn’t it pretty to think so?” I bet the road to New England isn’t paved by page limits. My question is; do these open ends lead to new habits? You can’t deny that you’ll always stand taller than I, when time after time, without question or gripe, like the sun, you also rise, to end the endless night. While I fall like the rain, afraid I’ll never get it right. Released to you in ruins, but we’ve found common ground. My question now becomes; can you hear the sounds? Those are the sounds of me letting you down. I’ll give everything I’ve got to drown those sounds out, to infinity and beyond… Hey heroine, what do you hear now?