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I flood your veins like trenches I am the astronaut in your bloodstream my lips, galleons as your skin becomes the pacific beneath me as I watch the colors drain from your face and paint the floor in shades paint the floor in shades clutched to your hems with a newborns grip paraplegic words are all I've left to auction lips loose like a drunk man poised as a poet with all my etiquette orphaned as I watch the colors drain from your face and paint the floor in shades speak up speak up and mean it say your words and believe them this house will fall with you hope is a handicap as I watch the colors drain from your face and paint the floor in shades speak up speak up and mean it say your words and believe them whoa we were but upright animals From Letras Mania