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tenderness is all lost
somewhere between those shades of green up in the skies is there an end to this road is there a road can you tell the difference do you know when i hurt out of spite love sorrow never give me what I am asking for starve me despise me so tired of walking running is not in my powers but you’ve known that long before didn’t you give me a warm coat around my spine when i am nothing nothing more than this woman crying on buses spilling this useless heart throughout town splitting hair in between razor blades hear me laugh hear me cry all the same darling no logic there no relief no reason no stop no rest forgive me not pretend I am not real i beg you please say i do not exist this makes it all easier somehow crush me into a shadow disperse me atom bomb me dust absorbs feelings feed me to the buried 6 feet under deeper, even my turquoise aquamarine malachite shiny strong cheekbones will be safe
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