mimic

frozen tones in tinted stones

hang in the air

cloud up each clone

forget your face fraught with new bones

clone of your heart

with sweet soft moans

whisper weakly while lost alone

call to me

call the unknown

forget my face fraught with old bones

loan me your ear

breath my cologne

what will it be to take you home

each step so free

but mine to own

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