Strings of your death
Tied to your breath
All that's been seen
Cannot be unseen
Unless
Deeper you fall
The places you crawl
To find you're unclean
Unsaved
Defeated by self
And no one else, my love
Tongue tied, obsessed
Mesmerised I acquiesce
And step into the machine again
Don't breathe, don't tell, my belle, listen
Deep in the garden
I wait for you now
Under the weight of the leaves
That do bend on the bough
Come save me
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