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Live in a house
With broken down
Walls
Ignore your telephone
Calls
Cry yourself to
Sleep each night
Never remove them
From your sight.

Call me wasted,
Cause I'm wasting away.

Your face is now a rejected
Memory
I wish it was buried

In the cemetery.

Where nothing but
Insects
Can take you away
Dissect
Dissect
Dissect
The track marks
In your arms.

A Daughters Love
Cannot heal Your
Scars.

Any sense of
Love
She feels is now
Marred

Because the Dust
Cannot stop

The wind from Blowing.





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