Sunset
By sunset I’ll be a mile bye
from this poisonous planet
Then darkness over my eye,
I never planned it
Punch innocent in the face,
steal her gown and her wings,
fit sincerity in her place
steal her gown and her wings,
fit sincerity in her place
And catch her cautious stings
Will trap the early morning dew
my feeding bottles to my cup
And will be born again – anew
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