Morning comes like a dazed autistic overweight child...i go to buy cigarettes .....nayana sarasi keno is playing on my car audio.....
and a glimpse of the world trying to gather its fractured parts........
oh love...i will give anything to see the feeling of repentance in your eyes....to see the thick guilty scabs of sin on your skin
oh love if you were with me.....
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