What a cruel sensation
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To feel the shape of bones beneath your aging skin
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Your naked emotion
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Meets with the fear -now will you give in?
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You may hold your life
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In these fleshless hands -there may not be more
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What a wrong decision
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To dig into the nature of what you adore
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And there is sweetness in the thoughts familiar
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In any book of any capable dreamer lying buried below
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There is beauty in the feeble killer
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Inside the drugs that make you shiver, tender, out of nothing at all
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You may fool your mind
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All of the time -now will you ignore
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This cruel sensation
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And all those shameful years
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Fairy Liquid
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Beyond Dawn |