AChild
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Strange love blues
Write away out side the box,
steal a feather tale from fox.
My blues is mad can't see it.
Just feel the boot on my bones,
pausing my whistle.
Times change,
people feel the heat from clocks
winding down and act atom.
Eroding passion,
loved ones can't stay trapped in the scene
where sight bestowed union.
We keep memories,
split furniture.
Your base love is dead.
You changed them so
with sears from kisses and tears
they couldn't live the same animal.
Slaughtered under orgy moon,
the new self springs wet from the middle eye
and look on you a stranger.
Write away out side the box,
steal a feather tale from fox.
My blues is mad can't see it.
Just feel the boot on my bones,
pausing my whistle.
Times change,
people feel the heat from clocks
winding down and act atom.
Eroding passion,
loved ones can't stay trapped in the scene
where sight bestowed union.
We keep memories,
split furniture.
Your base love is dead.
You changed them so
with sears from kisses and tears
they couldn't live the same animal.
Slaughtered under orgy moon,
the new self springs wet from the middle eye
and look on you a stranger.
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