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Love Lost But Not Forgotten

I feel you tasting me, but I wear it with dignity.I feel you tasting me up to my eyes.On my skin, I can smell the saliva of shitheads.It stains yellow

cold, She hears me bliking. Leave the machine alone, they're working overtime. You only know me when my head is full of talk, but then minutes after

Drag a chair across the floor Scratch your name into the wood above my door You really gave it your all, but you're finished here You are finished here

In typical fashion, you were confused.You were sorry when you realized that you fucked up, but I expected that.In typical fashion, everything dies and

out from under what I mean.Living in dreams too lucid for comfort, my blood is slipping.My brother dying.I'm not sure you can die from it, but I'm going

In typical fashion, you were confused.You were sorry when you realized that you fucked up, but I expected that.In typical fashion, everything dies and

Drag a chair across the floor.Scratch your name into the wood above my door.You really gave it your all, buy you're finishedhere.You are finished here

out from under what I mean.Living in dreams too lucid for comfort, my blood is slipping.My brother dying.I'm not sure you can die from it, but I'm going

I thought I would feel stronger with you wrapped in plastic and living in the freezer.Where you're scentless, where you're tasteless, where you're faceless