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Love Songs and Eschatologies, Part 3
Blow me away such a vision of day I can't get you out of my mind. I live on the edge, just to live on the edge, and find that you're not by my side. Good thing I left you when I was alone or else I'd remember the love that you stole. I've got a message for one and to all: Not to be taken away at all cost. Pausing a while to think of a way to prove my love another day. I hold you close and cry away a year: a relapse of love, a single tear. The lost people of distant shores sent searching among the ravaged doors. Finding the souls of twins unite and leaving a sign to split the night. Savage breast and reason ugly tongue, the watchful tears draw near the plunge. A breath within and then we jump and find our love's been left for dust. We fair incoherents lost in our crisis of misinterpreting the mighty Isis. Not unlike the Son, I love you again and wish my dreams weren't answered in pen. You can't keep me, you can't give me. I am me, who are you? Slap me, belt me but never say you own me. Curse me, sell me, but never say you'll hit me. You can't have what I own. I own nothing, what is yours? Spit on me, spit on me but never tell me never. Shoot me, stab me, but never talk to me. I WANT MY LIFE TO BE MY OWN AND EVEN WHEN I AM TO DIE. KEEP THIS MESSAGE IN YOUR MIND: IT WAS THE LIFE THAT KEPT MY BLOOD RED AND NOT MY BLOOD THAT KEPT ME ALIVE. Shock.
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