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Soul dancer found you half alive
And half awake
It means she wants your body
Your mind your life
Shivering leaves brace themselves
For the terrible sky
Of ash grey clouds
Bending and distorting
In the pools on the ground
It is a last stand for the last day in autumn
She came obscured
A denim princess in the fractures of a mirror
A sundial syndrome will surface
From the apple of your eye I'm sure
They found you behind the cemetary
Hanging from the rafters
In that lonely little park we used to go to
You had a name when you set the noose
When you wrote down your goodbye's
But it's gone now
You fucking killed yourself
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