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G#mI'm jealous of your nD#meck
That Anarrow porcelain C#mplinth of flesh
G#mIt gets to hold your D#mhead
And AI'd rather perC#mform the task inGstead
I'll use my hands
G#mYou told me of your hD#meart
The Acold tile cavern C#mbathed in dark
And earthy G#mroots hanging from wD#mithin
To Ashed some light the C#mfire must get Gin
A searing pulse
I'm a Efever Fin your G#mchest
The bEurning Fsun I'm G#mwest
G#mI, I am too nD#maive
Your Alunar strands were C#mlit in red and G#mgreen
A captivating D#mscene
A Aportion of myC#mself was lost to Gme
But I'm not dead
Just a Eharbour Fno one's G#min
An Eempty Fsalt filled G#mskin
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