Not my fault...
So what's the use?
One look or another
Look into the corner
Take the trouble to
Smiles ring out
As long as some air's left
Was it a good one?
Seven struck hits
Hand on the latch
Used bodies back
Hands under hips
Amongst amends
Look for breathing
So that clouds may fly
Away without a sound
Where's the filled-in zone
Where's the scarlet bath
When one wanna moan no more
Apathetic eyes divide
Angel, fall again
No other choice
Than pretending
Once more
Four limbs on the ground
(It'll soothe down...)
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