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Promise Ring lyrics
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I sleep quite violently waking warm with thunder And I'm the magician's girl. Buttoning my cuffs at the wrist, And split from my neck to my knees, How badly I photograph. To dream of a duel, speaking furious in Latin, the scald scar of water. Woke snug as a virgin quietly humming. Return to Promise Ring lyrics |
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