My need to bleed grows deeper it seems the reaper dont want to be my keeper, so im peeking in the jaws of death, see no threat but saw more gore then ever before. on the floor im torn, gone, lost in a storm.. respawn.. wake on a lawn, surrounded by porn mags, in a flat cap, with a fat stash of mash potat.. oh .. never mind, a light so bright, im blind, she is here to find and purify me no lie, in the depth of her sea, open my eyes and let me believe, you hold my hand and with i see, a care free future for you and me. both on the sofa, hold ya, rub your shoulder, told ya, i love you. words so true, i knew not to use but choose with cation..
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