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Her eyes and words are so icy, oh, but
she burns
Hot and fast and angry as she can be
I walk my
days on a
wire
It looks
ugly, but it's clean
Oh mamma, don't
fuss over
me
The way she tells me I'm
hers and she
is mine
Open hand or closed
fist would be
fine
But
blood is
rare and
sweet as
cherry wine
Calls of guilty thrown at me all while she
stains
The
sheets of some
other
Thrown at me so powerfully just like she
throws
With the
arm of her
brother
But I want
it, it's a crime
That she's not around
most of the
tim
The way she tells me I'm
hers and she
is mine
Open hand or closed
fist would be
fine
But
blood is
rare and
sweet as
cherry wine
Her
fight and fury's fiery, oh, but she
loves
Like
sleep to the
freezing
Sweet and right and merciful, I'm all but
washed
In the
tide of her
breathing
And it's worth
it, it's divine
I have this
some of the
time
The way she tells me I'm
hers and she
is mine
Open hand or closed
fist would be
fine
But
blood is
rare and
sweet as
cherry wine