flow
And so it began,
to move beyond your face unend
-ing, wimpling the draught
that brought sad thoughts of
loneliness, of hate - oh, that date.
and so it began to move beyond your hands' reach
-ing, seeping through that hardened, encased
heart that never, never met pain.
and so it began to move beyond you
-rself. apart from the shelf that
stealth yourself - at last you felt!
as it melt upon the silt and filth -
upon that bitter
feeling - soaking your desk -
quelling the wails and hails
from with
-in, and so
it began
as if
won't
eb
b
.
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