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| While piercing your eyes one night The moon backed away into the sky Into a blanket of night I gave the hangman my address Because beauty is in the details And I saw the fog encircle the moon It reminded me of God It almost reminded me of you Sometimes I'm a parasitic worm When laying on the bathroom tile Like a mosaic puzzle You can swallow a medicated whore But you need scissors To swallow me whole, She said |