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The Final Girl

from The NARROWS by SPARE SPELLS

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Raised in the wake

Of her father’s mistakes

Her bones evidence

Of his past regrets



She hears him cursing while he prays

Beneath the neon rays

That read Jesus Saves



She thought, what a petty absolution



To be within

But he takes her in his grave

To be without

But he takes her in his grave

Another final girl

Running from the world



“I’m not the final girl!”



To you the Narrows are filled with unheard

The deep ground underbelly of the absurd

To her it’s a means to make an honest earth

Behind her, now without God’s words



She’s not the final girl

Running from the world

But she keeps on running, always running



Sleeping under street lights

Underneath the star shine

This is what freedom looks like

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from The NARROWS, released April 8, 2017

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SPARE ∴ SPELLS Portland, Oregon

Keats Ross (of DAKOTA SLIM / Revel Rosz of We The Hallowed)

Ren Branstetter (The Soothsingers)

Joel Hatmaker

Justin Shelpp

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