my love buried its young with just one question it broke the spell i've bitten my tongue but it's set in motion i pulled a rope and rang a bell when you carved your neural runes into my spine and then you lowered a light for me to decode them i dug through miles of tangled earth to say i'd try in your arms i'm silver air and sleeping pills but you draw your tripwires with poison quills the garden awakes you're drawing away i'm drawing my first breath but roots hold tight like traplines they carry a lot of weight don't save your strength for the end of the dream all you'll have left is please don't leave please don't leave
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