Each numb human is humane
and jumbled words our lives remain
I must find a way
to put my thoughts inside your head
choreographers
cheap perfume you wear
poison smells and dear
I love you wounds lame and yet
inside our secrets stay
a hundred year's have passed
or more
and confessional poetry
has won them fame
alas most laws have changed
or gone away
each numb human is humane
choreographers
cheap perfume you wear
poison smells and dear.
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