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//I hold my pen that bleeds// I collect from the

//I hold my pen that bleeds//  I collect from the alley way of my heart 
The metaphors for you 
And to paint the grotesque silhouettes 
I collect from the meandering tunnels of my brain 
The oxymorons for you 
The alliterations for you ,
To fit the fiddle in the box of fidelity.
//I hold my pen that bleeds//  I collect from the alley way of my heart 
The metaphors for you 
And to paint the grotesque silhouettes 
I collect from the meandering tunnels of my brain 
The oxymorons for you 
The alliterations for you ,
To fit the fiddle in the box of fidelity.
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