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i know you're searching for a savior but you're just another ship captain and i'm just another lighthouse flashing you towards the rocks attention only makes me more distant at night i suffocate dreams of you with a pillow until i lie beside the cadaver of our love wrap it's cold, dead hands around my neck like a scarf in this winter hell last i checked the weather report promised no sun a god told me   i'll sleep like the dead when i live like them too.
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May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
death from gentle hands
i know you're searching for a savior but you're just another ship captain and i'm just another lighthouse flashing you towards the rocks attention only makes me more distant at night i suffocate dreams of you with a pillow until i lie beside the cadaver of our love wrap it's cold, dead hands around my neck like a scarf in this winter hell last i checked the weather report promised no sun a god told me   i'll sleep like the dead when i live like them too.
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May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
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