Flayed and disrobed, by the midnight moon, dragging clouds In the evening, I am hateful and remiss Sleep by your side, until morning, Im devalued and ignored Our bones and body unbind In the morning light, I hold my bones in jars for you Bone and body unbind From the rituals in the night, you write your prose in ash, disrobed In the morning, I am loving and kind of heart Raised, under night, by possession and absence of a host But in the evening, I am haunted by her prose Sleep under moons, until morning, Im devalued and ignored Our bones and body unbind In the morning light, I hold my bones in jars for you Bone and body unbind From the rituals in the night, you write your prose in ash, disrobed On a cold, wet dawn, youd left the home again The blood, bones n ash were back in my skin Through a haze and fog of morning mist, her prose was bone and ash Read I love no one, but Im loved by someone else Through winter nights I lie in wait for a full moon, bright midnight But the cold dawn comes and youve found another host Through a haze and fog of morning mist, her prose was bone and ash Read I love no one, but Im loved by someone else Through winter nights I lie in wait for a full moon, bright midnight But the cold dawn comes and youve fucked another ghost
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