Ridiculous hair
That lengthy stare
That wears you thin.
Licked with fire
Those old desires
That live within.
What you seek
Will only speak
The words of doubt.
Write your wants
In gilded fonts
The truth will out.
A sense, of what,
You cannot name.
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Ridiculous hair
That lengthy stare
That wears you thin.
Licked with fire
Those old desires
That live within.
What you seek
Will only speak
The words of doubt.
Write your wants
In gilded fonts
The truth will out.
A sense, of what,
You cannot name.
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