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A farewell to the keeper of my cell
What could I ever say
when its just another day
alone
smelling fragrance
off your lonely
throne
and you throw
stick and stones breaking
bone
but I long for
the smooth skin
once again
but I guess this is goodbye
so long farewell
You hurt me
curst me
why
nothing ever the same
the lonely lust
cry
after everyone
with a sleight of hand
lie
to keep my head above
the ever rising water
bye
to you my grasper
the keeper of heartache
sigh
I shall not sigh
for I longed for the day
to say so long, goodbye
and good riddance
no matter how sharp the pain
of letting that roll
from my tongue.
when its just another day
alone
smelling fragrance
off your lonely
throne
and you throw
stick and stones breaking
bone
but I long for
the smooth skin
once again
but I guess this is goodbye
so long farewell
You hurt me
curst me
why
nothing ever the same
the lonely lust
cry
after everyone
with a sleight of hand
lie
to keep my head above
the ever rising water
bye
to you my grasper
the keeper of heartache
sigh
I shall not sigh
for I longed for the day
to say so long, goodbye
and good riddance
no matter how sharp the pain
of letting that roll
from my tongue.
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