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Periwinkle Pie
Periwinkle Pie
Tonight we dine as friends.
Tomorrow we shall die lovers.
Tonight we dine, a toast to the end.
Tomorrow our dead bond will be discovered.
A pie so sweet and savory.
Something to kill this pain away.
Who would of thought death could be so tasty?
We talk, we laugh, we cry.
About the daily feelings of suicide.
Most people will never understand who we are.
It used to matter, but we have come to far.
How the hell did we make it this long?
When everything in life is twisted and wrong.
Setting the questions aside no one has the answer.
Living this life is toxic as an incurable cancer.
One bite of Periwinkle pie.
A gentle kiss to ease the good-bye.
Holding hands for now and forever.
With Periwinkle pie death is best served together.
Tonight we dine as friends.
Tomorrow we shall die lovers.
Tonight we dine, a toast to the end.
Tomorrow our dead bond will be discovered.
A pie so sweet and savory.
Something to kill this pain away.
Who would of thought death could be so tasty?
We talk, we laugh, we cry.
About the daily feelings of suicide.
Most people will never understand who we are.
It used to matter, but we have come to far.
How the hell did we make it this long?
When everything in life is twisted and wrong.
Setting the questions aside no one has the answer.
Living this life is toxic as an incurable cancer.
One bite of Periwinkle pie.
A gentle kiss to ease the good-bye.
Holding hands for now and forever.
With Periwinkle pie death is best served together.
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