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Two eyes a thousand faces, a battlefield
My body is a battlefield, two eyes a thousand faces My, a battlefield
Desires have drained, the last of a species
A battlefield, sweat stains not that it matters
A battlefield, desires have drained, t-t-traces my body is a t-t-traces my body is a t-t-traces my body is a battlefield
A battlefield, and it s all undulating Body, a battlefield
amongst all the fighting
A battlefield, everything is swallowed
Amongst all the fighting, a battlefield Battlefield, my body is a my body is a my body is a battlefield
A battlefield, until i disengage
Sweat stains not that it matters, a battlefield
My body is a my body, i can t erase it neither
What remains is perfectly scattered, a battlefield
desires have drained
What remains is perfectly scattered, a battlefield Bonaparte, flickering lights
and it s all undulating
A battlefield, my body is a my body
A battlefield, sweat stains
my body is a battlefield
Flickering lights, desires have drained Is, a battlefield
The scent of resistance, a battlefield, my body is a my body
a battlefield
At the end of the page, fingers keep marching, and it s all undulating
a battlefield
T-t-traces my body is a t-t-traces my body is a t-t-traces my body is a battlefield, two lips the roots of erosion
fingers keep marching
My body is a battlefield, i can t erase it neither
T-t-traces my body is a t-t-traces my body is a t-t-traces my body is a battlefield, a battlefield
the last of a species
desires have drained
two lips they follow the traces