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lies and omissions
the jackal slit my hymen with a switchblade
cold steel...stealing my innocence
coco puffs brought some relief
heady reefer with a hint of cocaine
in my red light shining
corpses of undead lies haunt
skeletons are bursting from my closets
so I dress them up
classy attire...practice my story
this one is named Omission
she doesn't say anything
the Delphi played old country songs--
songs of heartache
mockingbirds in my pockets
repeated the verses word for word
my head echos with mad cackling
it's all going to come to an end
kaleidoscope visions say it's true
brightly colored days full of heartbreak
I can't cry perhaps I'm dead inside
it was the first jackal who murdered me
I'm dead
I'm dead
I'm dead
murder the night--
who shot mockingbirds through my soul
an electric chair at dawn
reveals the truth...be judge and jury
witness my undoing as the sun sets in the east
crimes of passion in eternity
the eternal dawn bear witness
the night is put to death for his foolishness
I live for a man...without him nothingness
love notes a suicide
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