dear your name here:
love is a many splendored thing
just like heaven
but i've fallen like the sky
because god called in sick today
so, i got a half empty bottle
and a single second to kiss and control
the checkered demon who keeps telling me,
"the devil loves you"
the killing lights hang low
over the missing frame
i dream of waking
but there is no poetic
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