.The beauty spot was borrowed and
Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow.
I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard.
Burn your empty rain down on me
Whisper your death beat so softly
We bend our knees
At the altar of my ego
You drained my heart
And made a spade <.>
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