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violet torture
27 Sep 2002
along the eternal winter in you
a gust of something else still cuts through
something faintly resembling one who cared
i knew you would never change
and the way you said goodbye could make
the falling leaves stop dead right in their tracks
the remora needs someone else to be
and the opiates have taken to me
but the thing that i just could not take was you
before the end trumps your pride
there's something that i'd long forgotten to hide
the memories oh, the memories
when rigor mortis has set in
i'll know you are finally at peace within
and you have to believe me when i say i envy you
the remora needs someone else to be
and the opiates have taken to me
but the thing that i just could not take was you
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