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May 2014
You got the body I'd like to shatter

Cut open myself on your smile

I'll bleed eternal for an eclipse

A touch I couldn't die without

Watch the sky rain glass
Crystal clouds and their deviousness
For my dreams
Will they come back to being?

Burn explosions into my eyes
So I that I might see you
As always, one last time

{Waiting for the lights to come on}
{Waiting for the sun to go nova}
{Waiting for the end of where I am to lie}

**Don't try to touch these splintered ribs
They cage a beast you can't understand
Brandon
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Brandon  On the edge of your taste
(On the edge of your taste)   
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