Piss Alley
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Watch some things come down hard Not unlike rain Moving pictures in the night Close in on me They ran barechested to hold up pride He takes her back inside He closed his hard hands tight Around her and said so much Not intimately She flinches against his touch Unless stricken She turns against her son
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- The Crownhate Ruin