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Cyclical rendezvous Promotes the evergreen
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Mama, I'm hungry The other girls don't look like me
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Your eyes deceive me Relinquishing a saffron pus into my palm
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She was my watershed Ever-deepening with soul so rich and succulent
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Reverberations shatter drums While sonic booms encapsulate you
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He swore that you would yearn for me And made it so
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My saline God Skulks beneath sewage lines
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He clings for dear life to the siding of putrid green house As ivy winds roofward, challenging his ascent
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We were shadows on the Oriental rug So the hounds would never sniff us out
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Fireflies cascade imperiously toward your eyelids As the ground pulsates beneath you
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The orchard walls within the vines They beg of you to find her face
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Prestigious ignorance Amassed from every nook
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I speak in context of fury and chills While perched adjacent to the open door
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I know a girl Who owns us all
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Two-way mirrors Aren't as crystalline
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Girl with black silk ribbons Tragedy suits you well, my love
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His awakening is fated to be cloaked in red agony Mercury bubbles loquaciously
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When there were two candles on my cake I wanted to be held
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As if Tell-tale signs, I'm sure
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Detritus is shed from bedroom walls I watch the debris coat my hands, my wrists
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I took you for granted again Released your hand a moment too soon
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Am I correct in assuming That you still lie behind closed doors?
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Kiss of death resounds What refuge can I seek?
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Fear never subsides Raging betwixt my organs
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Cringing where the walls meet Heaving sighs, not so forlorn
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I know the things you do. I've often watched you stumble out of my mother's car in a drunken stupor. The new dents on the shitty vehicle mirror the all-too-familiar bruises--cerulean, agonizing, splattered onto my body as if
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I'm disgusted by you
There is no trust
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What has become of me?
Drowning in Time's abysmal gorge
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Can you recognize my face in a crowd?
For many are the raucous spectators
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Vulnerability...
It's vital
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