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Soap Sud Sin this morning we ran out of liquid human eraser stop the dripping that haunted nights turn the knob left and set things right tickle the grown trickle dive and swim into the water I am pure They are virgins bathing in this living pool finally a bar so clean fell into its dissolution flirting with purity we don't need to be cleaned we are pure, first and right like untapped blank papers snow white without the extra seven balloons wrapped in rainbows rise and try to fly wash away this purity clean away this faith rape wretched wills till angels with wet wings can't fly get beneath it all There's nothing left to bleed floating lens multiply yet visions break no better scrub the wet cold to a red warmed I am still unsoiled blooming bubbles I think I got soap in my eyes by eternalslacker |