I won't
Live inside this
Virus
Of my hope
Turn the page to
Save you
From my own
I can see you dripping from the walls
Without me the writing on the wall won't scream
With me always living with guilt of envy
I keep hearing your voice
It echoes from far away
I won't
Ever know how
You're now
Your /tongue is/
/Venom's cobber/
/Ninety ends/ I guess
I can see you dripping from the walls
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