soul one
i don't want your sadness
but i'll take it if its on the way
to fidelity--refuge firmament
planted deep within the earth
with reach that has heaven's
appeal
joy can leave your flesh to rot
the ecstatic can leave your mind
in shambles
love can be your suicide
if you aren't rooted
no one wants reminding
no one wants harping
no one wants the caution signs
no one gives a fuck about the soul
cause its the awful chore
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