blood feuds
that don’t even belong
to me
ill drink
to the truth
not I’ll
half my heart
lost
long ago
on the corner
of edge st
and dream
I’m there
I’m here
away
flowing river of contradictions
sometimes
a knife
in a gunfight
wins
only
if you use it right
the other half
of the heart
that is
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