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I don't know why I am
There is a kind of sweetness
in this dead rib cage, broken bones kind of weight
in the melting of skin over a hot iron pan
I am disappearing, Oh! I am disappearing
It's all kind of sweet
Knowing it's all just smoke out of the chimney
The green garbage bin at the corner street
And I am hiding within
You spit me out and it's the most kindest thing you've done
© Saibal Samadder
in this dead rib cage, broken bones kind of weight
in the melting of skin over a hot iron pan
I am disappearing, Oh! I am disappearing
It's all kind of sweet
Knowing it's all just smoke out of the chimney
The green garbage bin at the corner street
And I am hiding within
You spit me out and it's the most kindest thing you've done
© Saibal Samadder
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