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A Birthday soaked in gin,
drinking like it takes discipline.
The night is lost and I'm alone.
I slaughter your spirit animal
at your feet
in my nightly twisted dream.
I have to wake to say this:
I'm not satisfied with my life
It's Christmas now I switch to whiskey.
I'll eat my heart for Corpus Christie
It's just sinew and nothing and aching guilt.
I sicken my sixth star sign,
my Parthenos,
my flailing, scraping, albatross.
You have to wake to see this.
I'm not satisfied with my life
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A Crucifix
04:28
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You stuck it like a crucifix to cut in Jesus.
He left his mark so he is a part of this.
"The scars will heal into shapes,
That make you think I'm something too cynical
to desecrate."
Temptation is to turn it in, arms up on the altar,
you always said life left you ill equipped.
Never thought you were destined for this
until now
that I let you in.
It's your life,
It's your pain.
Don't let your soul rot away.
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