by	Gurdonark
Featuring	Fireproof Babies
length	3:36
BPM	80
Recommends	Recommends (1)

I remember my first swingblade, an orange-colored blade affixed to a lawn-green handle. It sliced through fence weeds as if the heavens opened and the rapture began. The work of weeks became the work of hours. Weeds became pawns in the endless gambit of teenage life.

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