I'm a waster, losing time
And before liege, fragile spine
I went 'Oh, he's not mine.'
I want him, we're not right
You're the darkness, I meet my creators
They all agree that I'm a suffacator
I should go now, quietly
My bones have found a place to lie down and sleep
stayed
sorry
smothered
follow
fragile
bones
reeds
children
trees
darkness
sometimes
inside
losing
agree
become
before
creators
mother
leave
liege
found
quietly
waster
limbs
spine
never
place
right
sleep
should
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