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I blanket this room, in sin.

In your delicate, foreplay.

Whisper me a lullaby.

Where forgiveness rots in the tree.

Quiet pictures decay.

Draining the life, from my fingertips.

Skinned soul.

Female frames.

The torture - the flesh.

In the blood.

Broken in every empty promise.

Broken with every empty promise.

Broken with every empty promise.