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Years of bliss Fill your head Trapped in a jar Your eyes are dead Rich in words You're the venus of prose As beauty erodes
She says no He says
Accolade slips Lost your sway Suffocate In an aura of jade Who can win In the reign of a week I die in your sleep
She says no He says
Open you up Peer on through Taste of dust Where nothing's true Listen with your eyes Face your deceit
You're dead on your feet
She says no He says
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