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Half soul of mine
#AloneInCrowd
it has been eight or nine lips that let those venoms out.
It pierces through the heart of those that their legs held my pedal.
And those strong hands that their fingers held my garment firm
They're not mare words they are devil's venom
When they have said I did, I know that leaves has fallen out of the tree and neither do I have a matchet or a feet to leap close beneath it
But the lost has lost and the did has done and the phone most have been into a hand whose smile is laid open his work of many hands.
Those words separated me from them,those I call my family whom my mum mourned for the morrow for and she attached to the horror
the pushed me, to the cave
Even though I'm good up this mountain today.
I'll be better not wanting to see them.
for they plucked a finger on my eyes and had wanted me blind.
it has been eight or nine lips that let those venoms out.
It pierces through the heart of those that their legs held my pedal.
And those strong hands that their fingers held my garment firm
They're not mare words they are devil's venom
When they have said I did, I know that leaves has fallen out of the tree and neither do I have a matchet or a feet to leap close beneath it
But the lost has lost and the did has done and the phone most have been into a hand whose smile is laid open his work of many hands.
Those words separated me from them,those I call my family whom my mum mourned for the morrow for and she attached to the horror
the pushed me, to the cave
Even though I'm good up this mountain today.
I'll be better not wanting to see them.
for they plucked a finger on my eyes and had wanted me blind.
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