i will write this all
you were not the same
i caught a sore throat
giving you the lake

i will sing this thing
i will recognize
some far lights in the street
and some ego minds

there is no openess
between your thighs
there is no more surprise
up from your toes

is funny how
i'm going to die tonight
but i don't hate your kiss
and i don't miss your smile

some old lady said only a fool falls in love with a

trembling my knees for the final way
all the stories i've read were fake
the badsmel remind me that i mean the hell
the same feeling i had near your place

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