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The tide sweeps in and I'm swallowed whole entangled in tattered endearments I fly the champagne fades and my eyes are still wide monotheistic rhythms burn coronary bacteria in rotted affection artificial sweetener nothing but lies the ghosts swarm again threatening to overwhelm for my own good they chant and howl fragile spirit trembles as crimson lips touch weak against one more false hope empty promise conviction spirals sterling spine not this time, not this time. |
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