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Was the name she introduced

On that candle light bright night

Where dreams were all self-produced

 

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Was the name we all had guessed

For her stars were drowned in milk

Yet her sun in black was dressed

 

Those you hear were the words

In which I painted your ghost

Now that time has tuned my chords

Could I risk your nameless boast?

 

It is said that no one goes

Twice to a candle burnt place

But my disobedient toes

Bless the splendor of your grace

 

It was also said by me

To your pleb in a bus stop

‘Boy, I wish my blind heart plea

Would stop bleeding candle drops’

 

But a house is not a home

When a candle light tight fight

Hurt’s your feet and you’re alone

And away fades that bright night

 

And you shot me all your eyes

In a cold and windy glance

As I caught heavy strange lies

On a loose dust-dated chance

 

Choke a dusty coin old face

Leave the light pleb’s old dry dream

In the splendor of your grace

Glitter on your self-side team

 

In a vision you abused

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Claimed a rotten truth amused

Sun black dreams in wind cold milk

 

Your name is both true and fake

As a candle light bright night

Calls you in remember shake

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