.this beautiful saint is bleeding, fall poi-
son words as arrows fly, while distant
thoughts intrude like poetry, some
apprehension...and some regret.
why can't it be like it used to be?
why can't it be like it was?
here i am thinking about you- whenever>i close my eyes i.
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