by mlloyd

Unbelieved unbelieved
I worked the hair right off my head
My lover smells like must
I must go work again
Because i love to live
Or hate to die
My hair was so dark and full
How i came to be with you
Now the sun pours
Through the window
Through skin and skull
into brain
Unbelieved unbelieved
Every day is a victory
I hang from a ledge
Over a violent ocean
You hold my head when i cry
I cry but do not fall

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