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Melting
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My own isolation
Played out on this bitter skin
Tell me what you feel
I've accepted this life, alone
I can never stop these vultures
Picking at my empty bones
When I slip through the cracks
And I'm too far south
I couldn't get any lower
The devil speaks through my mouth
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He says: Come home, sleep now on the cold floor like a dog
Kicked in the teeth by the ones I love
I will bite the hand that feeds
The one that never cared for me
I know that grief will follow
Betrayed
Frozen to the bone