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Pt. I of Crash and burn
Prologue | Tell Em I'm Dead | Pt. I Crash and burn
Billy opened
Up a can of worms
So I lit up
Smoke and let it burn
Will you come back
If I turn and run?
Will you come find me
If I crush and burn?N̶o̶, y̶o̶u̶ ̶w̶o̶n̶’t̶
45 | 147, ComebackThe key barely turned, like the lock itself didn’t want her back.
The moment she stepped inside, the smell hit her - stale air, dust, and something faintly rotten. Curtains drawn tight, the place looked like it had been sealed in a coffin. Everything was exactly where it had been the day she’d left… except for the thick, grey film covering it all. Dirty coffee cup,clothes still on the chair, bed unmade. Like she’d just stepped out for a cigarette and forgotten to come back for years.
She dropped her bag in the hallway and didn’t bother picking it up when it fell over.
The first few days were about opening doors she didn’t remember closing. Closets stacked with tour merch. A wall plastered with gold and platinum records - her name burned into them like a sick joke. She stood there staring at one,the date engraved in tiny, neat letters, and felt nothing.
Then the photos started showing up. Wedding day- white dress, a man she couldn’t place, kissing her like he meant it. Family shots-three kids, all smiling like she was their whole world. She sat on the floor with them for hours, shuffling through every picture, waiting for something to click.
It didn’t. It was just like staring at strangers’ lives she had no business holding.
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Posted 8/13/2025, 4:00 PM