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SEX LIES

This place where the blood in lines remain
first broken bleeding rhyme
runs with her hand in the covers closed sun
drink the mornings brewed poison
heated in a caves avenue
i shot my eyes out in waters depth
dancing swimming inside
daily death fled before a graveyards creak in gate

kneel with a golden crown
made with grass blown from the weekdays remain
crying with driving pain
rain caught in vein
she lays in mothers demon
she drank out of the falling haunted cup

the coward
still counts his days that dress in veil
picks at fleeing graves
no food can feed his insane
fever knocks on the whiskey past
spilling brown liquid from grandma's glass
a crow in wedding dress
whistles your fav song

this place where blood remains in lines
a scratch with knifes pleasing edge
bullet spins on the palm
while bibles plunder the charms
she waits fleshless in darkest grace

in the place where blood lines will remain

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