"Sacrifice"

The deeper the better, right through my chest

I know, love, destroying is the thing you do best       

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"Blue Lights"

When the lights are low

And you gaze around the room

At the people, and the tune is low

In your bourbon-tinted look

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"astronomy 2.1"

she was the dim shooting star of dusk,

never witnessed by warm-handed lovers,

never coiled by curious blue eyes,

fallen, and forgotten by swords of rust

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