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*Your silver skin *That crawls in rhythm, sweats like spring *Returns me to the death wish *And all my epiphanies *That branded me and broke my knees *Confirms me into the death wish *Misfits for free *A gravity pure expression tears and *Pulls them into the death wish.*And all our accessories *That concentrate the pain and tease. *Embrace them, with the death wish *Are we pretending? *Are we pretending? *Are we pretending? *I like pretending.
