The window is wobbling rain no doubt four part water one part poison I really could do without
You can have my Picasso please lie down your funerary nakedness remains under your successful dress and gown
Look in the smoking mirror you`re a thinking flame into your silence I`ll introduce straight rainFrom bergamot to tonka on a sea breeze of turpentine a sulphur rose with hammer-dressed eyes a little light upstairs
At a slumber party poorly lit a vaseline moon and would-be gems you sleep on it you`re blinding me with rescue flares
You can have my Picasso please lie down your funerary nakedness remains under your successful dress and gown
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