Skin burning fire waiting to break through
Sickly aches bubbling away washing machine
Brow furrowed adding to the splendour
Bleeding loss stuck pig of the roast
The artless has spoken in turn
No fingers left to hold slipping constants
Unintended dream for clouds and the birds
Pinching the heart when least expected
A mind that won't stop working
Ifs and buts and unending possibility
Slumber always takes advantage
Distraction is king
The king is dead
Long live the king
Fucking the princess to waste away
Nothing can compare
Preacher's can burn
Everything and anywhere
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