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Who broke the rules,

Who broke your heart?

Why was the counter so sticky?

Even more beautiful in the rain

Or in the madness between your lungs.

Who broke the rules,

Who said it first?

Does it count if I lied through my teeth.

One rose for us all

But someone got there first and stole them all.

American as it seems it's still unfair.

Thank you for teaching me the sorrow in solidarity.

If the palm of your hand could cleanse each sin

blood would cover my body.

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Oct 22, 2013
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