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Candle constellations
Talking electricity
An avalanche of stars
Falls on me.

Our kiss goes supernova
A black holes embrace
A honey-ink-well-
drowning-pool
Split the atoms of our trace.

Oh yeah. This is no
sad song.

I swam a slow ocean
Rode a thick river
Kept company
That made my mother
shiver.
I drove a roller coaster
On a fall from grace
I walked a bad walk
On a bad stair case.

Oh yeah. This is no
sad song.
Here comes the rush of
sugar splinters
The hiss and spit of dying
cinders.
Here comes the crush of
sugar splinters
Bringing all the cold of
winter.

I stood in the sky.
With my sister Hurricane
100 tons of night
Ceased to exist when she
came.

Welcome the kiss of sugar
splinters
The sting of frozen candied
kisses
Here comes the crush of
sugar splinters
Formaldehyde's milky way
lingers
1,000,000 sugar coated
fingers
I know you. You killed
my sister.
AND A PAIN OF
PANORAMIC
PROPORTIONS CAME!
With my sister Hurricane.

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