if you find me hollow and gray, pay me no mind
if I look sickly and thin, i'm fine
the desire grows and shows strong with no end
that is just how it is my friend
if pretty is what you crave, leave me be
it is a life long past
a life that is no more present in me
i take no prisoner
i offer no quarter
this is how it is
and this is how it will be
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