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simply quiet me,

with the cascade of your lies

which harshly fell from your

crystalline eyes

and then comfort me,

cover me in words that

dont make sense,

weep into my numbing ears 

of how it will end,

for i will believe,

whatever riddle you spew-

with your crystalline eyes

and dulcet smile.

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