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Fourteen years
Thirty minutes
Fifteen seconds I've
Held this grudge
Eleven songs
Four full journals
Thoughts of punishment
I've expended
Not in contact
Not a letter
Such communication
Telepathic
You've been vilified
Used as fodder
You deserve a piece
Of every record
But who's it hurting now?
Who's the one that's stuck?
Who's it torturing now
With an antique knot in her stomach?
I want to be big and let go
Of this grudge that's grown old
All this time I've not known
How to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
Clean of slate and released
