Something Left

I can't release you

After all the things I put in you

My pointed edges

Seem to be always peeking through

This dead red skin

Feels nothing like what I made you see

I gotta hold out something

I gotta hold out something left for me

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My angel's wings

Are clipped to keep from getting too high

I cough up hell

And watch it swarm all around inside

It's what I'm about

My favorite inside source is defeat

I'm on the losing side

I'm on the losing side of the bottom sheet

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