Believe in me and forever be
A feather caught in a fickle breeze;
Sink your teeth into poison
As it grows fresh from the trees;
Breath life into me, my eyes behold to believe
The debt of mere being
A life I freely receive,
But won't you wash me out
At the end of all this?
And betray me with a gentle kiss?
Die for me.
I need some saving.
For all this trouble
And misbehaving.
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