You will not get away with this
the humming birds kiss
a star has shun well and truly over and done
after the tears fell from the sky
everything has passed on by
you kissed my cheeks
after making a sausage seek
well and truly after me
so pleasing to yourself
after I left you on the shelf
breath of fire burns my eyes
when out comes many lies
from a tongue that bleeds
well drunk perfume
as YOU decide not to leave your room
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