Howl, caught in the open
Down, it’s bleak and it’s sobering
Flower, bloom in the broken
Cower, doped to recovering
Grow crown and suffer
You stole in featherweight
Sold, bought all your smokescreen
Fold, you were all coupling
Told, a daughter to love me
Hold, still you’re in all things
And I see your body
And I’ll tease you slowly
Bring an ocean down
I need it, you bordered out
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