LIPS READ
White lips party speaking nonsense Brighton red boisterous with emotions them shed soft tissue bled
finally letters profanity misplace heart health party never felt better angry enraged into silence we scream heart red lips passion no dreams nightmare spoken living at Knox trials and tribulations entertainment on talks tried and tried again forensically dead sputtering out profanity screaming out the dread I hold to myself myself I hold speaking at not these words that are untrue yet are told these are my lips that are red like a book the pages my mind so do dread
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