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oh sweetheart
and my constant apologies.
i really fucked up.

oh lover,
my hands are tied,
depending on your good graces.


coercion practiced
if you twist my arm.
if you force my open hand,
i can make myself again.


i can dye your hair cherry red,
move your bed under the window.
oh sweetheart    and my constant apologies.   i really fucked up.       oh lover,    my hands are tied,    depending on your good graces.          coercion practiced    if you twist my arm.    if you force my open hand,    i can make myself again.          i can dye your hair cherry red,    move your bed under the window.
 
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