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Her head was covered in stubble That's where her hair used to be She touched me with cold fingers And black serpents writhed in my chest I could bite my bottom lip off And gag on my own blood I come around head swimming Her fingers in my chest hair Had me running for the matchbox She kept the lighter lit a while And I watched it dance on the end of a safety pin White hot We locked eyes She had me Third degree Beneath her thumb In between the black charred lines of skin Her tongue would run Nostrils filled with that smell of cooked flesh If this is love I understand All night long we kept the fire going Burning old photographs and books for tinder Not hot enough Not bright enough So we lit our little house on fire Nowhere left to fight-scream-throw things Not hot enough Not bright enough A spark hop The neighbors house Smoke alarms screaming like a newborn baby Spreading so fast God couldn't stop it The whole city burned like a cherry Sirens screech If this is love God ****
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May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
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Her head was covered in stubble That's where her hair used to be She touched me with cold fingers And black serpents writhed in my chest I could bite my bottom lip off And gag on my own blood I come around head swimming Her fingers in my chest hair Had me running for the matchbox She kept the lighter lit a while And I watched it dance on the end of a safety pin White hot We locked eyes She had me Third degree Beneath her thumb In between the black charred lines of skin Her tongue would run Nostrils filled with that smell of cooked flesh If this is love I understand All night long we kept the fire going Burning old photographs and books for tinder Not hot enough Not bright enough So we lit our little house on fire Nowhere left to fight-scream-throw things Not hot enough Not bright enough A spark hop The neighbors house Smoke alarms screaming like a newborn baby Spreading so fast God couldn't stop it The whole city burned like a cherry Sirens screech If this is love God ****
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Equatorial Guinean
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
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