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Young Splendor
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Feelers
They chatter like teeth When we're the ones who're freezing to death But they make no apologies And we're the ones who are ashamed of every little thing
Days stretch out like weeks Experienced but not truly lived Encased in somber grey wings When you're a bug, you are afraid of every single one
I will whisper sweet somethings in your ear For all the world like a moth drawn to a light That they can touch and see and hear And when you're gone, I'll hide in the dark
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