Instinct
hate me hate you
every single thing I do
further away from right is wrong
always stringing myself along
autumn frost and freezing nose
everything I care for goes
fragile sweet and awkward knees
hold me safe I'm easy pleased
in the dark my careful lies
here to watch my broken eyes
tiny creature in the heart
mangled hands will make me art
hate me hate you
every single thing I do
further away from right is wrong
i'll quit stringing myself along
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