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I'm begging you, please wake me up--in all my dreams I...

every angel begins at the end

you're a tough little tadpole to love

like Jonah, will be swallowed whole, and spat back teeth and bones

her reflection struck back

memory comes when memory's old

after them she shot, down down down

we'll weave them through every rocket's red glare, and huddled masses

we talk about love, we talk about dishwater tablets and we dream about heaven

sweeping up dirt with a broken broom

getting a feeling; maybe I will dream again

cringe like you're cursed with your wrecking ball-y necklace