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Butterflies Rape the Sound

from Dying in Deep River by Ryan Patrick White

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Butterflies rape the sound, that I lent you when you were down. I've been far from my home, and I call nothing my own. With the exception of my words, that make touch with nouns and verbs.

Remember I was there a night ago? did you notice? Did you know what went on in my head? I'd prefer to leave things unsaid. And so this song is for my friends, not some girl I can't pretend, that I'm cool with everything. It's the breath I need to sing.

It's just like when he died, and cops showed up, bearing bad news. I forgot, all the details, but they sucked, take my word it was fucked up.
I swear.

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from Dying in Deep River, released October 12, 2018

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Ryan Patrick White Deep River, Connecticut

Avenger of Awry, Buried Dreams, Call it Arson, Canvas, Cast in Blood, Enraged Youth, For All it's Worth, Jagged Visions, Laid 2 Rest, Murmur, Stab You in the Head and Eat Your Face Off, Victimize, Whiskey Priest, Zero Hour

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