"cast down by an angel, she used to kiss his weeping eyes.
depressed in her bosom, tears roll off her nipple.
sweet baby, don't cry! (your tears are only alibis.)
to prove you still feel! (you only feel sorry for yourself.)
and that's how you thrive.
your sorrow's your goldmine."after Chase, i made prayers out of desperation. in response the lord
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