For what it’s worth, I don’t believe that you are ignorant
Salt of the earth, plagued by such belligerence
This fear and loathing are your shame, so don’t pretend you’re not to blame
I’ve got these lines on my fingers that give me away
So far the end's unwritten so don’t feel like you have to stay
Have you forgotten me?
I’m left speechless yet again
An apparition of my youth
Keep on circling the truth
Just a little more poison to keep the truth at bay
Just a little less honesty to aid our great escape
I feel the leeches steal the blood that warms my bones
And when my chest gets cold I’ll cry and say I should’ve known
I should’ve known
The blackbird’s song is echoing
Grey matters turning too dark
In our microscopic skin heat is overpowering
Burn a hole right through my heart
Sweet pacifier
Why won’t you call my name?
Who wrote this misery? Sylvia would be proud
I don’t feel like pretending that we are worthy now
But all I want to know is can you feel the leeches?
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