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I need an island, somewhere to sink a stone
I need an island, somewhere to bury you,
Somewhere to go.

This picture has alot of meaning in it, I dont really wanna explain about but whatever.
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There are parts of me he'll never know,
My wild horses and my river beds,
And in my throat voices he'll never hear.

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He pulls at me like a cherry tree,
And I can still move, but I dont speak about it.
Pretend Im crazy, pretend Im dead.


And I dont know why I cant tell my sister,
He spat in my face again, and I dont want to die here.
You know that dream when your feet wont move,
You want to come but your body wont let you.
He steals it from me.he steals it from me.
It shines like sweat, like jewels,
Like something that has died to soon.
He fucks with the beauty.
A kiss, a kick, a kiss, a kick, a kiss kiss kick.
He steals it from me.
Its out of my hands again.


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