.Consult your mouth, flapping wings beneath the bed
You lay down your innocence, though it is just half dead
It has crawled here to rest... and slowly it will die
So run your fingers through my skin
And I shall be made your music
We must ride the rougher paths to bliss
I can do it w.
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