i fed you two apricots that i meant to eat

fruits seed within you and you can just stay in your seat

or get up and dance to the music inside my head

i know you can't hear it, but i'm lonely

we can wait to see ghosts come or just go to bed

all her burning blue nerve endings only

work to shoot light

down her spine

she wonders why she's

always wondering

maybe it's because things are

so wonderful and maybe some knowledge exists

if you've got enough sense to keep figurin' what it is

remembering that there is

no one and you are nothing

and you don't owe nothing to no one

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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