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| .:What You've Done to Me:. |
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| Look at what you've done to me... Your black clouds across my blue skies, The way the rush crashes between my thighs, You are my continued discomfort. Your tender stabbings into my blood flooded roads, The way the dripping disrupts my modes, You are my undying sin. Your puckered faith that washes in seas, The way the kisses pass each disease, You are my captured prison. Your destroyed magical sounds of a shiver, The way the ripping collects in a river , You are my pillowed anger. Your clawing decisions of lightened love, The way the baby doll breaks from above, You are my child of taste. Your grasping hands on my dry throat, The way its ends begin to float, You are my destined mourning. Look at what you've done to me. |
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