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Now it all flows freely.
Sweet acid on my lips
lucid fingertips
fragile life
playing a broken tune
singing to a broken china doll
in a crowd
i'm not yours
in a couple
pick and poke, daringly provoke
in bed
no apologies
no attempt to pleas
in a broken wine bottle
on deaths breath
leaning, falling, grazing, stalling
alone again
along again
come for another lie
If only you could see the tears. If only you could see the disbelief in my heart. If you only could ...
maybe you wouldn't hate me.