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Pretending you are singing
When all you do is scream
••
Silence
Is
The worship of god

••

Gentle uncovering

The soul pulsates

Distorts itself and comes back to
True form once again

••

We seem to remember the promises our lover didn't fulfill
We seem to forget the broken promises we made

--

It's alright
(We say)

••
In the morning it will all be over

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Written by
jeffrey robin
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