dear sweet season
sweet july, my skin can
remember it all
i am waiting
saw your ghost shaped like
the gold in my hair and hands
crack me open, find nothing
but traces of breath
a king still a king
but girl finds her death
give me something,
something blood can cling to
and sing to, a hope of
escaping
please remember somewhere in
those places you go to, you held
on so tight to my hand.
crack me open, find nothing
but traces of breath
a king still a king
but girl finds her death
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