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• Artiste: Thursday
• Titre: Steps Ascending
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Steps Ascend to a loaded gun the scent of matches hangs in the air(a light flickers out in a heartbeat) we dont want to see this: a flash of light thats letting go of an empty bullet case by the time it hits the ground its out of reach let go the wolves are closing in theres no room left to make amends do you remember when wed fly that kite so high all the time weve wasted, spent fighting will burn in the fire our regrets all the time all the time weve wasted spend fighting its blood and its running down the stairs freeze the frame between the gun shot and the hole it makes a spinning bullets waits in the middle theres no way to stop it it will surely hit the mark you can try to understand but im giving up im giving up the synapse fires its right in time im giving up this should always stay out of reach i ran down the stairs and into the garden put both my hands into the soil in the spring you will bloom like her heart through the blouse in the back of the ambulance as it turned and turned in the steets(just one more turn wont you come back to me) as it turned on its red lights you were turning into red roses but im not giving up...