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Jun 2015
Never lollipops or blood
Just sounds reverberating
But I no longer can
Trust you in silence
Oh, no no no
It's happened
Your brain caught up to them
And you let go of my hand
I bit into the candy and it tasted metallic
I bet you find that ironic
But I really thought you'd understand
But with all your degrees and social needs
That wasn't part of our plan
So I'll let go of this
Until we meet again
If we meet...
If we meet...
In a sea of broken glass
Don't pretend
To wash the cuts on my feet
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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