Robert Scargill Takes the Prize

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Should I cue the violins? Your last brief hope for the night stands, sighs, pulls his coat from the rack, and what silence brings back. How you almost forgave him, like only angels should. But if yr meant to be apart, dont start. Come the end of the summer, you came to his house, you mostly stared in the mirror and laughed a little too loud, took half a bottle to to get the words out, but noone here’s too proud. How you almost forgave him like only angels should. If yr trying to stay apart, don’t start. How you almost forgave him like only angels should. If yr trying to meant to be apart, don’t start.