.Itâs like some overbearing tax on praxis
How Iâm supposed to feel bad for this
When all Iâve sworn to do
Is hold soul like a cold in haunted bronchial tubes
And my love for you
Is harmless as fallen fruit
I picked up quick how nice a jaw cradles a fist
You made it l.
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