Slain
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By your zirconium smile
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I was slain
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By your olivine eyes
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Slain
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I was lying in piles
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Hoping shovels would cast me
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Furnaces burn everlasting
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Black tattoos of you onto me
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Furnaces burn everlasting
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Black tattoos
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Burn
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Brand my memory
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Black
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A tattoo of you
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Wash
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Me with your mouth
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Brackish bright water from your eyes
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I'll homing pigeon fly
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To hover by your window white and shy
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Homing pigeon fly
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To hover by
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Spill
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My ashes to the wind
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Ghosts
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Can gather what they've found
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Now
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We can struggle in the web
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We can struggle
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With white spider stars coming down
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And night blowing black from the ground¡¦
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Magnetized
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Laura Veirs |