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bender
you had a gaze
like a love letter to the dead
funeral throat vespers in a sodium blur
wishing you could walk down the stairs,
for an inkling of control
like the wayward calf subdued by hyenas,
you are still very much alive
when the liquor
tears your life apart
like a love letter to the dead
funeral throat vespers in a sodium blur
wishing you could walk down the stairs,
for an inkling of control
like the wayward calf subdued by hyenas,
you are still very much alive
when the liquor
tears your life apart
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