sew what
more
passion on me
let
it
drip
from my depths
that i say shame
on
you
shame on me
for shame
for shame

let me tie you in
an
other
knot

spitting them butterflies out
your stomach will be filled
with
cacoon
what catapillar
crawled in you
this wreckage you built
we were
an
ship
you have left me here
with this last man on the titanic feel
molly drifting on frozen floats
just
another
she leave
?















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