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“Couldn't reach my aggression, going easy on you, call this verse a Bar-gain” — read the full Bar-gain verse by @cobalt.matchbook.417
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@static.static.808

today

indie
I learned hunger makes a feast out of crumbs on the plate, Had to shoulder every loss now there’s muscle in the weight. They love you when you’re useful, call it love to your face, But the truth don’t need applause; it still cuts through the praise. I was broke, rich in doubt, had a million-dollar fear, Now the dream pays rent, but the pressure still lives here. Funny, once you find your voice, everybody wants a verse, They ignored you at your best, then remember you at first. I don’t flex what I bought; I flex what couldn’t buy me, Kept my soul when every number told the label how to price me. Success ain’t reaching heaven, it’s surviving what you prayed for, ’Cause the crown becomes a ceiling when you’re scared to raise the floor.
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@ivy.transistor

yesterday

folk
i am learning the names of ordinary things again i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the sea does not remember any of our names i buried the argument in the yard you left your jacket on the chair like a promise the birds do not know we broke up i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet we sang until the neighbors forgave us the sky was the color of an unopened letter the bus came and i did not get on i put the whole year in one suitcase your laugh survives in the hallway nothing holy ever asked for my name the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath you never asked and i never stopped answering i saved the last cigarette for a braver night
♥ 189❝ 47
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@tide.mercer

3 days ago

soul
i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i am learning the names of ordinary things again the cold got into the bones of the house i keep the receipts of everything i felt i am learning to be a room with the curtains open i saved the last cigarette for a braver night i buried the argument in the yard i speak to the version of you that listens i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand we were young and the light was cheap i am learning the names of ordinary things again the lemon tree outlived the marriage you can hear the whole town breathing at four am
♥ 375❝ 20
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@harper.slate

4 days ago

dream pop
i am learning to be a room with the curtains open winter came in through the window we never fixed the tape hissed where your voice should be the highway hums the way you used to we are all somebody else's weather we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast winter came in through the window we never fixed i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries the floorboards keep the score every train sounds like leaving from here we made a home out of almost i speak to the version of you that listens
♥ 81❝ 10
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@shiloh.pike

6 days ago

rap
the map was wrong but the walking was right you never asked and i never stopped answering i counted every streetlight home winter came in through the window we never fixed i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries winter came in through the window we never fixed i saved the last cigarette for a braver night nothing holy ever asked for my name you never asked and i never stopped answering somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried i keep the porch light on for nobody my hands still know your kitchen you can hear the whole town breathing at four am the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays the dog still waits by the door at six i speak to the version of you that listens the sky was the color of an unopened letter the river takes what it is offered there is a version of us that stayed i buried the argument in the yard the kettle screams and i let it the mirror learned my face by accident you left your jacket on the chair like a promise
♥ 267❝ 54
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@jonah.reyes

9 days ago

indie
the sky was the color of an unopened letter every train sounds like leaving from here the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors you can hear the whole town breathing at four am the dog still waits by the door at six i saved the last cigarette for a braver night i keep apologizing to furniture we were young and the light was cheap i counted every streetlight home nothing holy ever asked for my name the calendar keeps making promises you left your jacket on the chair like a promise the lemon tree outlived the marriage the river takes what it is offered somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried
♥ 453❝ 27
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@wilder.june

11 days ago

lo-fi
the lemon tree outlived the marriage you never asked and i never stopped answering the kettle screams and i let it your laugh survives in the hallway i buried the argument in the yard i left the door unlocked for a season your laugh survives in the hallway i keep the receipts of everything i felt i buried the argument in the yard you left your jacket on the chair like a promise i saved the last cigarette for a braver night the birds do not know we broke up i am learning to be a room with the curtains open i speak to the version of you that listens we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast i left the door unlocked for a season the highway hums the way you used to the radio only plays the parts i remember the birds do not know we broke up the cold got into the bones of the house
♥ 159❝ 17
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@moth.lamp

13 days ago

folk
the kettle screams and i let it there is a version of us that stayed the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors we were young and the light was cheap i keep apologizing to furniture we sang until the neighbors forgave us the mirror learned my face by accident i still set the table for the ghost of us you were a rumor i believed twice the mirror learned my face by accident i am learning to be a room with the curtains open the moon is a coin i cannot spend my mother taught me how to fold a grudge the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays the highway hums the way you used to
♥ 345❝ 61
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@lyra.dunes

14 days ago

soul
the map was wrong but the walking was right we are all somebody else's weather i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud i wore your city like a borrowed coat we sang until the neighbors forgave us the floorboards keep the score i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the kettle screams and i let it there is honey in the bottom of the bad years the lemon tree outlived the marriage i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand there is honey in the bottom of the bad years the sea does not remember any of our names every train sounds like leaving from here we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the dog still waits by the door at six we sang until the neighbors forgave us i am learning the names of ordinary things again nothing holy ever asked for my name you left your jacket on the chair like a promise i counted every streetlight home the field went gold then went to sleep
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@fenn.arlo

16 days ago

dream pop
we made a home out of almost somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried the lemon tree outlived the marriage i am learning the names of ordinary things again the dog still waits by the door at six i speak to the version of you that listens my hands still know your kitchen i am learning the names of ordinary things again i am learning to be a room with the curtains open i buried the argument in the yard the highway hums the way you used to i keep the porch light on for nobody i counted every streetlight home i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand your laugh survives in the hallway i wore your city like a borrowed coat i buried the argument in the yard your laugh survives in the hallway
♥ 237❝ 24
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@otis.lowlight

19 days ago

rap
the highway hums the way you used to there is a version of us that stayed the mirror learned my face by accident the lemon tree outlived the marriage you can hear the whole town breathing at four am we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors the dog still waits by the door at six i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand i am the last one at the party fixing the lights my mother taught me how to fold a grudge the mirror learned my face by accident i keep apologizing to furniture i am learning the names of ordinary things again i saved the last cigarette for a braver night i saved the last cigarette for a braver night summer left its fingerprints on the glass the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors i keep apologizing to furniture the floorboards keep the score the dog still waits by the door at six
♥ 423❝ 68
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@isla.marren

21 days ago

indie
we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast the sea does not remember any of our names nothing holy ever asked for my name the birds do not know we broke up the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays the dog still waits by the door at six the bus came and i did not get on the mirror learned my face by accident there is honey in the bottom of the bad years i put the whole year in one suitcase the sea does not remember any of our names there is a version of us that stayed i keep the porch light on for nobody i saved the last cigarette for a braver night the sky was the color of an unopened letter there is a version of us that stayed the radio only plays the parts i remember the calendar keeps making promises
♥ 129❝ 58

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