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I heard a voice say “it’s a cold night”
I heard a thud on the bed
I heard a voice say “knife”
I couldn’t hear my own voice in my head

The drain is clogged with my vomit

I stood on splinters gladly
I made a funeral without meat
I stayed sober while I was dancing
I stared blankly at the street

The drain is clogged with my hair

“Gut me like a fish", repeated.
"Repeating a wish", repeated.

Each night it gets worse
The silence sounds like remorse
The day is punishment
For gazing upon the flesh

Crawling
Climbing
Falling
Fighting

Begging

I refuse to beg any longer
My weakness will make me stronger
I’ll survive on the salt of my tears
I refuse to give into fear
I refuse to give in

I give in

Gun to the temple
Body is a temple
Gun to the temple
Body is a gun

My body is a weapon

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from What People Do in the Privacy of Public, released May 27, 2020

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Sylvia Haynes New Jersey

a musician trying to score a film larger than she can comprehend.

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primarily home recordings.

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Kentucky Wonder Records
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