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here I am
proud, strong
but mostly terrified
of our future
our options
a room of white and death
can mean two things
but I fear
we've used up our
luck
and maybe your
time
and I beg from my knees
bloodied on concrete I cannot see
to a god I'm afraid to believe in
please
I only want
to die at the right time
together
or not at all

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This is the studio recording of Blue Lips All right credited toward Regina Spektor. Video is under Fair Use: Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act in 1976; Allowance is made for "Fair Use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research.

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Could you find a string of a boy I used to know... Make him suffer. His name is Eli Peirce.

Done. His life will rot with the weight of all those he has harmed. - SOL

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- Davepet

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Bluh

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The endless mess that is space

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They have hurt me and I need them to suffer.

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I am the Seer of Light. You want your fortune changed, or someone else's? Put your request to the right, with an offering attached. An offering is... Anything you think I'd like. I approve of candles, aesthetics and songs with violin.