Your favourite rite A candle light Your skin, a knife A growing scar You feel guilty Please lean on me Just ask yourself What makes you deaf Outside, it's war You hate this noise These cut and dried opinions This flowing crowd Who moves about You just don’t dare to come and talk You look guilty So far from me Like Bukowski Alone with everybody
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