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Amos Slade
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Love Well, Punish Well
I wish we could see that these plants come from a seed. These aren't our bodies. It was we who made them bleed, and now we beg and plead. This world is full of weeds.
My heart is waging a war on creation. I doubt that I'll ever cut through. I'll hold high a mirror, and hope you don't hear her, pray you'll be distracted by you.
I wish we could see, but this world is lit dimly. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com These aren't our bodies. I'm thirsty. I'm hungry. I go back to the tree. I know just what I need.
My heart is waging a war on creation. I doubt that I'll ever cut through. I'll hold high a mirror, and hope you don't hear her, pray you'll be distracted by you.
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