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A new chapter in my life The pages are tattered and torn The binding worn Read through it And there's still no answer Hold one ear against the ground But the dirt, it makes no sound A pregnant bubble of silence My eyes, Widened by surprise Covered with flies I **** the sky dry Trying to keep myself breathing But each inspiration leaves me with a bitter taste I need to breathe you in again Take you in Fixation Consumption with hope Desire For no one but you.
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Mar 2, 2011
Mar 2, 2011 at 5:28 AM UTC
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A new chapter in my life The pages are tattered and torn The binding worn Read through it And there's still no answer Hold one ear against the ground But the dirt, it makes no sound A pregnant bubble of silence My eyes, Widened by surprise Covered with flies I **** the sky dry Trying to keep myself breathing But each inspiration leaves me with a bitter taste I need to breathe you in again Take you in Fixation Consumption with hope Desire For no one but you.
sinead-anderson
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Mar 2, 2011
Mar 2, 2011 at 5:28 AM UTC
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