Chapter 17: But a Word Makes it True
January 25th, 2010
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The Killer sat alone, bracing the weight of his thoughts.
How do you get rid of someone who's been so close to you?
How do you do that to someone you've been tied to?
How do you put them away?
What words make it okay?
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Yeah, I'm getting to the point
where I'm forgetting to write
the first line of the point
that I wanted to type
Oh man I dig just who I am
when I frustrate you sometimes
Yeah, it's too much a part of me
to rip it out and leave the part that's liked
What will remain
of our problems
with light slowing down
to solve them?
Trees wilt as planned
in the autumn
and we think that we
could have stopped them
in the cold
What
you hope to find in law
you'll only find in faith
Cast it out
it's lost its taste
it's lost its taste
But the salt is
collecting in the halls and
I find the door still open
though I'm pretty sure I closed it
all the way
What will remain
of our problems
with light slowing down
to solve them?
Trees wilt as planned
in the autumn
and we think that we
could have stopped them
in the cold
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