Slowly we peel away the layers and the light seeps through the cracks.
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You whispered softly in my ear "the birth of morning's upon us, dear,"
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the bandages feel upon the floor.
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And there was no one in that room.
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And It's quiet down the hallway where the doctors wash their hands.
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Behind my eyes I feel the hollow jabs of your morphine kiss.
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Your anesthetic name is autographed upon my bones.
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This reception died in vein.
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In vein.
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A tarnished angel leaves her ghost on the surface.
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A jealous daughter starves to death, for the mother,
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as I awaited your return.
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I wait for your return.
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It seems the only way that I will ever feel alive.
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To throw myself into my injuries and close my eyes.
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I'd give anything to feel alive.
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And I will wait for you tonight.
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The scalpel carves a map for you.
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A map for you.
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I Never Met Another Gemini
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| The Bled |
