You strip off your skin for me
I begged you not to, but the words never breach your determination
I can hypothesize your ramblings,
The words sour high, the meaning sours my mind
So much adoration falls from your lips,
I choose to pluck out my teeth, because if I didn't-
I'd mandate autopsy alone, while crowds scrutinize the funeral
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