Rhapsody.

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I gurgle ignorance to heal all your cut throat lies.
I could happily hand you the knife to shred my flesh to the very bone beneath.
You are a raven who never gets tired of eyeing shiny objects.
Yet I cannot get myself to walk away.
Lost when you appease me with those guilty eyes.
Believing you is my worship.
Because you are the only one who fills this aching cavity inside me, with rhapsody.
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