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button up your collar babe because boston is getting cold something like Sheboygan wind when October unfolds this time of year the leaves will fall and fill your hands with gold then turn into lacerations they will turn into lacerations he said he would join our hands like lovers with a razor and his wrists underneath the covers we both sealed it with a kiss shaking scared of what tomorrow might bring it might bring something pretty bad so trying to convince myself i flattened both my fists then prayed to a laceration then i prayed to a laceration so what is love and what is money and what is a joke if its not funny then why did you laugh at my lacerations you cut me up you cut me sideways i cut myself to show you my way to get better with a laceration i want you inside i want you swallowed i want you popping out of my pen because you are my blood letter you are my laceration i saw myself outside my body and what i saw i did not like i know i hurt you for that i am sorry and when i sing to god in heaven i like ot hear my own sweet voice and when it comes back all distorted i will just choose my own sweet choice so what is my faith