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Jun 2019
when the clouds bleed red
I cry blue

give me the world
in exchange for my soul

shush child
don't speak of the devil in this household

closed my head
my youth poured down my chin
out my nose

a vicious cycle
among spirits who don't believe in his tongue

the shadows by the window taught me
I believe in his truth

forfeit my soul
hallelujah
all praise
the hungry green-eyed triangle

I have all the good in my heart
now the world is mine
eileen
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eileen
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