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And the place of sadness
I occupy with dignitywas left like a dream among stonesand the words that you spillfrom the mouth that you fillthey abandon their grace and fatigueoh, to feel without touchingand speak without talkingyou'll spillthe tissues of lieshow I wish we could mend thisor learn how to throw awayas we look for someone to blamelove's been denieddon't be polite
I owe u nothingwhen logics die
I'm the orgy and the distant coolthe friend you will never fooli like the way you oppose melet the last thoughtd languishand try and distinguishyou'll spill the tissues of lieshow I wish we could mend thisor learn how to throw awayas we look for someone to blamelove's been denieddon't be polite
I owe u nothingwhen logics die
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