All our early
ability of course overcoked
our newly
tested hours in trimmed pirate cars
the
self-destructive way of crying and feeling
just crying
and feeling cheated
in the pocket of the side streets.
Feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop.
A fine and
slow cry to linger on
your sole, the
heel is filled with reading holiday
sole and heel
barely measure up to your one eye
with a fine
and slow cry to linger on.
Feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop.
Feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop.
Seven riddles
cry from the neck up
if I advise
seven heels to look out for myself
over fragrant
vines and reading holidays
fried from the
pickle jar with the cry over the knee.
The sea eats
the cake's sizzle
the seagulls
see it all from above
grass roots
follow the joy of pain
a fat eye eats
the eye's awl in a dividing notch.
Feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop.
Pecks feed on
tears drop by drop
you barely
make it out of the cloak of tears intact
you are weighed down
to the floor's tears and divided
in tears over everything
you were cheated of and the rumors.
Feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop.
When you
suffer, feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
when you
suffer, feel the wet
wet drop, wet
drop
feel the wet
wet drop
when you
suffer, feel the wet
wet drop
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
feel the wet
wet drop
wet drop
when you
suffer, feel the wet.

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