Lonely together as we watch the cold winds burn. I pictured it better, but still the story turns. Move the stones and let the mud slide down my face. Because spirits drown infants, cursed, and sentenced to a life astray. No, I couldn't watch you stay and no, I couldn't walk away. You've met the disparate. They're all afraid of me. And when I look inside my bones, I see an old gooseberry. With bricks on your eyes you slept like a feather right through the night. He'll never die. Imprisoned secrets on my skin, I'll scratch the maggots from my mind.


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