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Nature red in and claw
I haven't seemed to keep my dry
I seem to hear it in your laughter

The that I fell in love
with the of your revolver
I always seem to it in your laughter

I begged to you a chance
dried white roads to Bethlehem
I always seem to hear it in laughter

Am I the valency that you

In the time of the sun
we are cattle to the
and I burn this
its my dyslexicon

When I collapse and bury all the things unconsciously I
cackling in chloroform spectre will ensnare
I always seem to hear it in laughter

A braided of children's manes
with impunity
I always to hear it in your laughter

The you say to me
are in tongue
I always seem to hear it in laughter

Am I the valency that you

In the of the sixth sun
we are to the prod
and I burn dictionary
its my dyslexicon

You've never tasted
stood the mother filled grief
in the of Monday morning
the seventh day

If fate is endearment
through and through stem
in the of Monday morning
finds the day

And on the day
you will to find
my is not colorblind
in death's spirit
the seventh day

That's why I
that's why I go
that's why I repent for the

In the time of the sun
we are to the prod
and I this dictionary
because its my