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You reminded me life is art
And we mortals are artists at heart
Life is aesthetically tragic,
And thosee complications are magic.

My ressurection

There's a wide selection of sharp affections
In the torture chamber of my chest
I vomit oceans of sharp emotions
The absinthe is so hard to digest

You reminded me romance is pain;
Labeled emotions are chemicals chains.
Definition kills the connection
I thank you for my ressurection.

My ressurection

There's a wide selection of sharp affections
In the torture chamber of my chest
I vomit oceans of sharp emotions
The absinthe is so hard to digest

There's a wide selection of sharp affections
In the torture chamber of my chest
I vomit oceans of sharp emotions
The absinthe is so hard to digest

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There's a wide selection of sharp affections
In the torture chamber of my chest
I vomit oceans of sharp emotions
The absinthe is so hard to digest

There's a wide selection of sharp affections
In the torture chamber of my chest
I vomit oceans of sharp emotions
The absinthe is so hard to digest

My ressurection My ressurection My ressurection My ressurection

Excruciating Excruciating Excruciating Excruciating
You reminded me life is art   And we mortals are artists at heart   Life is aesthetically tragic,   And thosee complications are magic.      My ressurection      There's a wide selection of sharp affections   In the torture chamber of my chest   I vomit oceans of sharp emotions   The absinthe is so hard to digest      You reminded me romance is pain;   Labeled emotions are chemicals chains.   Definition kills the connection   I thank you for my ressurection.      My ressurection      There's a wide selection of sharp affections   In the torture chamber of my chest   I vomit oceans of sharp emotions   The absinthe is so hard to digest      There's a wide selection of sharp affections   In the torture chamber of my chest   I vomit oceans of sharp emotions   The absinthe is so hard to digest      .......      There's a wide selection of sharp affections   In the torture chamber of my chest   I vomit oceans of sharp emotions   The absinthe is so hard to digest      There's a wide selection of sharp affections   In the torture chamber of my chest   I vomit oceans of sharp emotions   The absinthe is so hard to digest      My ressurection My ressurection My ressurection My ressurection      Excruciating Excruciating Excruciating Excruciating