Luyện nghe bài hát Preservation

That he hurt you bad
In green, pastel
summer
You'd die alone with the
A head in its hands
But does that
But particular scorn,
in form,
freeze dried, stuff to the

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Hide in our masks
Your shitty
shake
I you I couldn't see it
A of pills,
lists, telephone bills,
pamphlets &
trinkets

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But if was how you put
it, and if you ever it,
I would you
In kisses, in
reticent sunsets,
soldered glue

A hand too heavy to
Lips that
do what told
How do we ever it?
How do we grow