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Sep 2016
Clinical love washed clean with gasoline
burns your skin pink
its an abc you learned in the womb
- how to argue your way out of a tight spot
with a lit match held tight in between your thumb and finger.
Its all relative where even the Sun is your brother
or sister who burns to death those caught in a desert
and the world turns with the turn of a key
while all mechanical actions take place
washed clean with gasoline burns your skin pink
and clinical love is a lit match held tight in between your thumb and finger.  
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Written by
nivek
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     nivek, John Rameu and AStarsHeartbeat
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