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Lost ties when we thought these knots would hold stronger.
Like amnesia or some backdoor type of memory.
You remove, escape all thoughts of me.
And something tells me you're not alone.
I wish this smile would leave my face,
but I can't seem to hide the fact that I don't mind it.
And yet there's always the uncertainty of paths we could have walked.
Ones we could have taken, with bridge's we've undone, now they will burn.

На самом деле мне нравилась только ты, мой идеал
и мое мерило. Во всех моих женщинах были твои
черты, и это с ними меня мирило.

Пока ты там, покорна своим страстям, летаешь
между Орсе и Прадо,— я, можно сказать, собрал
тебя по частям. Звучит ужасно, но это правда.

Turn me off. We slept for weeks in the cleft of Venus so unaware. I awoke to find you absent and the thought "separation"alone drained the life from my head, so I set out to find you. (oh the profound things I was exposed to that night.) I froze from what I saw - pure fucking rejection. In the corner I shook as I watched them, "like sniffing dogs grinning and slobbering." I knew you would go back. I was not built for this and I cannot end where they began. I could taste them on your chest, but I cannot see where this began. Where was I in those phallic dreams? Mopping up I see- please help me understand. Yet I clung to those old hands, filth and all, to get my fix. I'm your junkie. The dirt defies my bones and I become the earth and sun. A final curse slips my tongue now I, myself, have defied everyone. Do they know they passed my heart around the room that night? I am still picking up my teeth from the floor and splitting hairs with the day. From time to time, I stick my head in the dirt to listen to the hum of this earth and in the calmest voice there ever was, I hear, " I love your eyes when it is inside of me."

When I was a child I could see myself stretching infinitely across the sea.
Where nothing could hurt me, and solace would come naturally.
Still I remember myself, shell that I am now,
with nothing but a life to come.
Everyday holding a new chance to smear the lines of dreams and reality,
with nothing to stop us except our own boundaries.
We are the only stepping stone left in the way.
How hard can that be to see?

Now we're counting seconds.
We've lost our only guide.
Left to watch our waking life fall to earth and collide.
Here memory serves no purpose.
Here hope is as vile a thing as the setting sun,
but all we ever wanted was to find out way back home.
To crawl back inside of you and forget we were ever born.