On the eve of your graduation
We sat mirroring each other
Each lost
Each found
...
Oh, New spring
Solid rivers have sprung
Melted out of madness
...
I look at you
With your petunia eyes
And candy ribbon mouth
A smile like the first snow
...
When they asked me to come here
I should have said no
Shut up in a room too small
...
They were all covered in it
thick and clingy,
cloying wax
white cream laced and tilled
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The darkness that spreads along the line
To divide the foamy white sea of light
Dive, dive back into the black
Your foul deeds of crushing bone and blood
...
The night sighs
while I say my prayers
stacking them as cord wood
to burn on the altar of God
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I want to feel exceptionally strong
So I'll expose the paper dolls
And massage the cloudy chaos
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