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Soul (not) For Sale

Soul not for sale (intimate back room shows) No closing escrow (renters may inquire) Fostering a new neighbourhood (Gods fallen angels) Million dollar men touch & tamper (bodies of women whose stories are unknown) Little girls playing in a park they've barely grown in to (Lingering over men old enough to father them) Lucifers female protagonists (post box red lingerie cheap tattoos) A reckless promiscuity dollar bills bleed (hands tied to beds) Male lovers pass through (mediums of wives fiancées) Aversions never self sought (lost to the Devil) Purified souls marked by the world (falling like flies) *Suffer           Suffer                     Suffer     ­                           Pleading                 Pleading Pleading* (there is no escape) Dawn may break (promising new light) Kissing away melancholic madness Still tied to the same beds. © Sia Jane
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