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Feb 2010
you can come with me and we could
observe everyone. every piece
all of what is around
we see it we can
have it, if you just come
i would die another man,
knowing your touch gives me my cure
gives me you
and i sit
drink
alone
your heard me and understood, you
felt what i felt and--
inherintly knew of its meaning--
my,
our hearts are vexed
played with
tampered by societal constraints
we sunk
come with me
we could watch the world sink
into oblivion,
instead
Written by
Connor Dalton
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