her red lace curtains hung in tatters
clever and dangerous she
vials on the sill; pickled corpses
half another dozen creatures like me
and if you listen you'll hear them screaming
no more the lies of dream she lies dreaming
broken record you're a homewrecker
no more the lies of dream she lies dreaming
broken record you're a homewrecker
paulie boy
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