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Paper Tongue
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Walk with broken feet until you fall,
clutch desperate at our heels and doom us all.
Self-pity is a poison that you can't take by yourself,
force it to your friends till they no longer want to help.
I'm guessing that you'll fall now.
I'm guessing that you'll fall down.
I'm guessing that you'll fall, your broken stomach bears no weight.
A better man would call you, swoop you,
tell you that he's not the one you've fallen for.
He takes his wings off at your door.
Prosthetic; you'll never touch the ground.
I'm guessing that you'll fall now,
I'm guessing that you'll fall down.
I find it hard to care now,
I'm trying not to stare down.
Walk with broken feet until you fall,
you'll never touch the ground you'll kill us all.
Your broken foresight sees you stumble dimly to your fate.
Your grim opinion blinds you,
finds you blocking out the good that you can't see.
Please take your wings off standing next to me.
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