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[raspberrys]

the sunshine bending over her eyes
the roots of her hair, a tender delight
but just for my sight
artificial light

looking above just to catch a sign
searching through your wishes so i could align
hanging the love line
waiting for truth to be find

still i won't betray mr. heart
he has iron vessels that clung
he has pointers ticking on his breast
he lives through balloons simulating lungs
but still, they breathe
still, they cling

and my can chest aches
scrap can't bear what's intense
the clock is ticking, the time will pass
and i know i'll stay stuck in the ash
of mr. heart and mrs. brain's detach