eyes shut

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Liquid cheeks,
wet face,
puffy eyes,
no more lies

stop,
make it stop
just stop

fountains of gold
streaming down the women
Face
drop by drop
driped liquid by driped liquid,

counting shadows
monsters
don’t make the women
shut her eyes

I tell the women
not with me
by the women's side
no more wet eyes
don’t shut the women eyes
it is that winged creatures

i'll sing to you
now shut those eyes
sleep now
I’m here
no wet eyes.

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