In more than one
Tied in the front
Bleach on her lips
Dried in the sun
Her body seeps
In more than earth
In heart and mind
Doubts all return
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I know, you win
How cold, I am
I aim, you please
In all it seems
With whom, concerned
No worth,
No heart
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In one more time
I'll close my eyes
Pull back the skin
No warmth within
I know, you win
How cold, I am
I aim, you please
In all, it seems
To whom,
Concerned
No worth,
No heart