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Imitating Art

Imitating Art

Blue

A racing beat is all I hear
As I lie perfectly still right here
Curled up just like a baby
Pressed against your bare chest
Your hand is running through my hair
And I feel safe again
So why is it that this time next weekend
I’ll want to die again?

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