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DI'm not a wEhipper Fin the wBmind
DOr solace lEaying Fat the bBmottom of a bottle, or your thick skin
DEscape yells bEoth our nFames out Bmloud
DWe run like hell, EI'll write Fa tragic Bmepilogue and you'll act it out
DEFBm
I watched your dad give you away
I watched him drink the bitter taste in his exertion away
Make-up sits on your face like tar
The champagne flutes poorly engineered, employ dixey cups and jars
DLike minds let Bmgo of dAoubt
DI watched it Bmblow right Gout and
DWe danced on Bmgaffs and Agraves
DYou'll remain, BmI will find a wGay to leave gracefullAy or I'll escape
DEFBm
I do not fall to losing face
I dream I dive into something greater, something to take my grief away
Sead leaves crunch, I will not be missed
I fill my jar up to the brim, I am an arid abyss
I'm an arid abyss
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