I stroke your skin. I'm not Hamlet.
I'm harmless. Like the final rest.
Look here, my heart has nails in it.
They stop the bleeding. Oft I sing
So that I've no time left to think.
I'm harmless. Like the final rest.
Look here, my heart has nails in it.
They stop the bleeding. Oft I sing
So that I've no time left to think.
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