Girl

I will never ever live again

Burn, shall I not you instead

I'd rather perish than hold you dead

Rather shall I pent away

Till the worthless air shoves its way

Out my window, out my mouth

Leaves me in a spread of skin and bones

Never shall I see you dead

So steal my breath, take me instead

She lives so fresh, in a filthy bed

Pixey dust glittering her head

My fault, Sir King of Doom

So condemn me a heavy ball and chain

For burn shall I, than find you dead

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