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I would swallow my pride,
I would choke on the rinds,
But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside.
I would swallow my doubt,
Turn it inside out,
Find nothing but faith in nothing.
Want to put my tender heart in a blender,
Watch it spin 'round to a beautiful oblivion.
Rendezvous, then I'm through with you.
Annons