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Winged
Bicycle
She
lives in a warehouse
signs warning of fallout
She tells you to look out
shout when the coast is clear
She
sees all the faces
trapped in clouds there are traces
apophenia and blankets
seeping bloodstains on the walls
and
she cries and she calls out
and she cries and she falls down
and she cries as she calls out his name
I leave
the lights on when you're lonely
I keep the rights wrong like you showed me
I burn the pages of your diary
just to keep your secrets safe
September's
fear is twice as cold
December's tears turn to icicles
she pedals her winged bicycle
starves to fly away
and
she cries and she calls out
and she cries and she falls down
and she cries as she calls out his name
she
shudders across her room at night
shaking like a stick of dynamite
dancing just to forget about her days
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