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Up the hill to a vacant lot. There's nothing to see. Walk the pillars to settle in. And find that you've turned from me. You're the cup and you're the drink.
When the day is over. And it falls into gray. Move your body close. There changed. And could you be the answer. For a wretch like me. Clasp your hand in mine.
This frost you stand in. It draws on wobbled legs. This sway is stabled. I gnaw through your gate. You sort what i bend. You jar me for relief. This canter is guided.
Built a house made out of blood. Fought the serpent and his thugs. Played the game fought the fought. All wrapped you astound me living life through. Your sleep.
What could hinder this haste. Calm strewn the isle of this tattered grain. In all this muzzled distaste. I brush the vial hoping to misplace. Cover me with soil and tread.
Your eyes. Tarnished gold. So crystallized. And wise. . You stood. Just like. A tender child. Whenever you stumble by. . Your smile. Familiar eyes. You disturb my sleep.
He's a man of the grain. Wears his robe of burly pain. Bowls the town for alcohol. Chewed up his name and he sold it all. Perched it up for sale. He turned the light out.
Shade calls the bone marrow she left a stage so bare. And everyone clapped to see you rise so gracefully. What a fright on such a beautiful night. The soldiers rang around my head.
He throws a blanket over the sun. He closes out everyone. While she prays,. "Don't let him take me. There must be a better way.". . You will come to me in a dream.
Air dives from your reach. You cover your mouth. Hoard your lovely breath. For which not to speak. You're always sweet. In the darkest days.
There goes your mother and her plague. What a terrible display. Of a charcoaled tongue. That wouldn't lend a hand. Though this dead was a thoughtless act.
The hover is ajar. My worth has fled. Be certain of this empty tray. Do we maintain that there is no one. For me to ring. This stale sight of you. Your spotted eyes.
This state it cannot be sound. For seeing through. The day with fresh eyes. Try to lick these bits. Back into place. These tanks bore there wintry weight.
I croon like a lumber crane. Sank quick inside your snare. Her fellow steps across my head. I'm her colt and she's my mare. Dense falls across my face.
These bloated veins have climbed. Hillsides and airlines. Looking for a limb to reside. This eager scheme has turned. Lathered up your bottled smile. But the notice passes the tether by.
What's this. That I see. Have you turned yourself from thee. You are not. What you portray. Any longer.. . Well. There it is. No more comfort. Will comfort me.
Enter state. I watched you confirm all of my fears. Have given birth. . Offer me. Offer me. Offer me some restraint. Not for this. Not for this. It cannot take place.
I'm the bagpipe that is bursting. I'm the shuffleboard at night. Your eyes they swim like oceans. Every word is a lovely rhyme. You're sporadic and so lovely.
Doldrums badger the hum. Flapping about for everyone. These limbs they do ring. Stagger with frugal means. Hector pillars within. Choking the laughter thin.