You are something, I am nothing.
Ballerina slips in to a delirious trip.
The forbidden apple's stench is near.
Worms are crawling under my skin.
Weeping to a paranoid possibility.
Don't say a word love, hold me.
Will my eyes still glow the same?
And will the lipstick stains stain?
You're carved in the tree-house.
Lyra's name, one fine day too.
Clever bubble that invites… me.
Hello, I ache to breathe and burst.
Liars title themselves polygamous.
Actions steal the saddest show.
It kills to watch the end.
So I rewind in my mind.
Rewind..rewind..rewind.
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