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there's no loving afterall this crap we've been throughif |
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I've not come up back to youpretty boy your smileplanting in my spinedon't get a hold on meis it timewe're meant to be freeno only faithonly faithonly faithdidn't do exactly what you told mewhen you scold meleads me to implore thegolden hole which wassurely given to makebeautiful childrenand push and push and pushand out slides the golden babywith nice dark hairand beating in like thin airnot your eyesjust the beating of a plath heartshooting in the wet dark |
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I poke and turnyou smoke and yearntake me my darling fori've been waiting so longfor you to come |