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"It's not poetry but it's pretty", he said
As he raises his voice, she lowers her
"It makes my heavy, you're lonely, I think
Oh, Rose, sad, I suppose"

But look in her bed and bound to be sleeping
She's there dead but she's breathing

Furious Rose, with your eyes
Your languorous hum, that of surprise
I've heard in adversity, your smile, the soul of witchery
You're not running away, you're not running, are

Lyrically longing, tearing the words from the page
She's seething
"Bring me blessings, a prayer, or a new pen
You don't what I need"

You in my bed and I'm bound to be sleeping
I'm lying dead but I'm breathing

And I'm balancing as it is
And I don't want to in my dreams
Bring me plums, wild plums and agrimonia
I bet you don't even know what that

Furious Rose, your opiate eyes
languorous hum, that tone of surprise
I've heard energy in adversity, smile, the soul of witchery
not running away, you're not running

You're not away, you're not running
You're not running away, not running, are you?

Gingerly peering, his shoulder
Removed herself from the
She's terribly freezing, she knows
to go