damn, I done and gone screwed up and up,
by making my heart dense enough for gravity.
well, I suppose my mistake will
miss-take you once again.
and once over.
just ask, knowing embryo!
your identity lurks
within that which
I identify as
my own resolution, grown and never
wont to tremble underneath.
oh, oh, shivers in the night
are those love songs which woo
and are quoted.
but the bright! lies where?
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