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Spending my time
Staring at clouds
Wondering why
Your emotions wear a shroud

Follow the line
Shrouds are the things
Usually used
For keeping warm dead human beings

I never claimed to be
A flatterer
I never blamed you for
Your swinging moods
Your many flaws
Your frozen days
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Spending my time
Washing my paws
Wondering why
Your heart's kept behind closed doors

Follow the line
Doors are the things
Usually used
For keeping out live human beings

I never claimed to love
Your character
I never blamed you for
My open wounds
My weeping sores
My broken limbs
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I never claimed to be
A janitor
I never blamed you for
Your swinging moods
Your many flaws
Your frozen days
Famine and wars
My open wounds
My weeping sores
My broken limbs
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