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The Incident

How could i relish filling your jar with dread,
Asking you how i'd look dead
(nothing works without you, not even my head)

At First i was afraid of losing you,
Afraid you'd melt like morning dew
(nothing works without you, not even my head)

You don't see the blood or tears, just the gleam
Pray i'll not disappear from our dream
(nothing works without you, not even my head)

i once dreamt you held my hand and awoke crying
You were the simultaneous reason for living and dying
(nothing works without you, not even my head)

i lie, now, dumbstruck on the floor,
How selfish of me to ask for more;
Is it possible for a life to be dumped into bed?
(nothing works without you, not even my head)





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