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Feed me your soul I thirst for you in my dreams, This I do swear An old corpse familiar to my bones As snug as old bones should be Beautiful babe with bright eyes and gentle hands I clasp in mine Like a child my hand in yours Sweaty finger tips I hope do not alarm you Shy eyes do not wish to seek yours The apple of my eye I am to afraid to devour For I would have nothing left of you My proud little treasure Your tune indeed plays clever to my heart When my thoughts run amuck at play I think ...

it is 3:52 a.m. and all the world is silent yet i am left restless in normal dialogue i sprint to the punch lines finishing thoughts and sentences never resting my adrenaline pumping blood rushes to my head my lungs swell and become sore ask me where i am going and i will tell you the sun better yet the moon better yet maybe the question is what am i running from this i could not tell you ask me when i am not running barefoot and sober right now i am running to the end of the world leaving e...

i died fifty times but my flesh remains sweet i chose you to fit me though you were ill fitted for m needs placed my heart above my head instead of speculating what my head said maybe my heart was naive but it was centered in all the right places running with thieves i was not as thick as you and them but i chose to pretend an intelligent girl not wise enough to pick wise men bamboozled out of love i came up and out empty handed now im contemplating whether i should have read more in between ...