Feeding Fingers
She Hides Disease
Somewhere inside this brokenPlaything hides diseaseAnd waitsWrapped in a cold blurWhile IMake-believe she shows me things thatBreatheYou smile when IMake thatSoundAnd turn out the lights when ISpeak aloudYou say that you don't do well inCrowdsCan't we forget our namesWhile we're allowed?Her memory sleeps in a garden insideA closet filled withFliesFeed to me your pills and lettersLetras de cancionesBut IOnly hear you when you speak to meThrough white lightBreed with me under ice
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