Roll me over a new life
Though the night is for sleep and dreams
I can not seem to get past this strife
And everything is not as it seems
Exhausted by auctions of lies
Where has my box of love gone?
Please don't choose me to chastise
Or call on me to fawn
Will you recognize me in hell?
Your inconsistency is not to care
Don't be frightened; I know how to wrap an object impaled
So just show me underneath how you tear; and I will be there
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