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Trinkets

from Circles by Katër Mass

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i still have the shirt that you gave to me, february 2003. it was drenched in your skin, with an outline of your palm. now the scent is gone, and your words are peeling off the page. i thought that they’d always be there, refracted through my remains. that the trinkets would part a wave of sound through our bygone days. but even relics must expire. time is kind and cruel. you wrote “i’ll never forget you.” i hope you do. the flowers you bought me all died. the pedals withered and browned. rotten, a compost, parched dry.

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from Circles, released March 1, 2014

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Katër Mass Athens, Georgia

punk band from athens, ga

members of
echoes of harpers ferry
reeks of failure
werewolves

tim - guitar, vocals
phil - guitar, vocals
nick - bass, vocals
patrick - drums
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