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Walk me home




Amidst sheer ice walls 
Of habitual upraise 
Stranded in a deluge 
Of acid rain
I'm nerved to give up,
But summer awaits 
Come by till then
Walk me home


Coming all the way

To the butt end of my calm 
Just navigate further
Before I'm on my knees
Walk me home 

Overheard a siren

Took it for a tease 
Slipping through my fingers 
Unable to cease 
Pain, the dearest, 
Pretty Please
Walk me home 

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