Take me to no man's land
Just to hide my crocked strife with this omnipotent life
Where you can sear my skin and give me your brand
Label me yours all the while calling me your wife
You are the sole cause of my fall
Throw my lifeless body on the cold linoleum
Define my space to the shelf like an antique doll
As my skin turns translucent like petroleum
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