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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeangel of small death the codeine scene
I watch the work of my kin bold and boyfulToying somewhere between love and abuseCalling to join them the wretched and joyfulShaking the wings of their terrible youthsFreshly dissolved in some frozen devotionNo more alone Or myself could I beLooks like a strain to the arms it were openNo shortage of sordid, No protest from meWith her sweetened breathAnd her tongue so meanShe's the angel of small death and the codeine sceneWith her straw-blonde hairher arms hard and leanShe's the angel of small death And the codeine sceneFeeling more human and hooked on her flesh ILay my heart down with the rest at her feetFresh from the fields all fetor and fertileBloody and raw, but I swear it is sweetWith her sweetened breathAnd her tongue so meanShe's the angel of small death and the codeine sceneWith her straw-blonde hairher arms hard and leanShe's the angel of small death and the codeine sceneAnd lease this confusion I'll wander the concreteWonder if better now having survivedJarring of judgement and reasons defeat.The sweet heat of her breath In my mouth I'm aliveWith her sweetened breathand her tongue so meanShe's the angel of small death and the codeine sceneWith her straw-blonde hairher arms hard and leanShe's the angel of small death and the codeine scene
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