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Like painted roses that climb and cling a blank canvas exploded when your curling fingers that climb and cling wound ‘round my heart and made it sing. When your curling fingers just as roses have thorns wound ‘round my heart and made it sing. I cried acrylic just as roses have thorns I wonder, were those your lips? I cried acrylic you held my breath like a statue I wonder, were those your lips? Centrifugal force pulled us closer and you held my breath like a statue as I waited, watching your eyes. Centrifugal force pulled us closer and I thought we’d over lap like contour lines. As I waited, watching your eyes a blank canvas exploded. I thought we’d over lap like contour lines, like painted roses.

(it'sa Pantoum. Hence the blaring repetition) Life is like a costume ball. We slip on satin gloves and rise and fall to the beat that dictates our loves. We slip on satin gloves Just as we put on a mask to hide the face that dictates our loves. Everyone looks a little bit better in lace, just as we put on a mask to hide the face. Don’t dance with your heart on your sleeve. Everyone looks a little bit better in lace. Take my hand and step in time with me. Don’t dance with your heart on your sleeve, it’s far too fragile a trinket. Take my hand and step in time with me. Though the wine will make you feel divine, only fools drink it. It’s far too fragile a trinket to toy with that crimson corsage like glass. Though the wine will make you feel divine, only fools drink it because sobriety saves face behind a mask to toy with that crimson corsage like glass and rise and fall to the beat because sobriety saves face behind a mask. Life is like a costume ball.

Icy eyes hypnotize like icicles that clink and chime sweetly singing in my veins because I know you’re mine. Like icicles that clink and chime only diamonds cut my skin because I know you’re mine when you stop to grin. Only diamonds cut my skin. Tears crystallize in my eyes when you stop to grin. You know, blue roses are dyed. Tears crystallize in my eyes just as roses grow thorns you know, blue roses are dyed although it seems insane. Just as roses grow thorns sweetly singing in my veins, although it seems insane your icy eyes hypnotize.