Loved ones tell stories about me to me, But I already know what it's like to die, And to pluck at my ghost's sad eternal. I wrote an apology on the mirror, And one forget-me-not to yours truly. Another ideal sculpted frame To Love To Want To Fear To Blame We all hate to look, We all love to picture. Alone we seek shadows to hide in, As statues mark these days. I know nothing of delicacy blossoming beneath flesh Tickle my fancy with visions of "Perfection" On infinite wings I fly from affection. Syllables, images, deny self-worth
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Copy to Clipboard: Loved ones tell stories about me to me, But I already know what it's like to die, And to pluck at my ghost's sad eternal. I wrote an apology on the mirror, And one forget-me-not to yours truly. Another ideal sculpted frame To Love To Want To Fear To Blame We all hate to look, We all love to picture. Alone we seek shadows to hide in, As statues mark these days. I know nothing of delicacy blossoming beneath flesh Tickle my fancy with visions of "Perfection" On infinite wings I fly from affection. Syllables, images, deny self-worth
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