I was on her body
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He was on her mind
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I progressed her
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He possessed her
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I was there every day
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He was there one day
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And then went away
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Well, I'm gathering these splinters to make a raft someday
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She gives me so little
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I'm gathering these splinters to make a raft someday and sail away
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But the candle, she still burns a candle
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"A light", she says, "I need a light"
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And it's the only light in our room tonight
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And she fills her face
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With bananas and plumbs
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Yoghurt and crumbs
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And sexual (drums her fingers, comes, numbs?)
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And the vibrated ..?..
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And my dumb smile
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The Candle
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| Smog |
