And I, I was up past the dawn Spots of twilight gone I've been hounded by the wounds that with speak And spittle bitter tongue Things eclipsing all the time For better and worse alike And I always...
I called you Brazen Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly discgraced I didn't notive That you strenghted like a vice That you were trembling And burned beneath the...

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