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I wish I never found you You were pleasure And pride Filling my head With sounds Of pure honey Landscapes Of audio food Now trapped Crawling about With imprints Day and night The sounds And lyrics Like a turntable On a record That keeps skipping I never asked Never invited you To take Residence there I prayed The answer came Play another song Not my own It has a face A memory Flesh and blood Breathing it Into existence I smashed the worm Before it could feed On my soul A moment longer |
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