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My face is a blank staring expression, a mirror with a memory.
Eyes of green gleam and demean it, a blank expression once more.
If I-and-I must think drink and blink in an attempt to de-merry myself
To skin absorb through tangerine skies the ray of a whore,
its a requirement to become the blank mirror, reflect her in others
I can put a pencil to paper and produce an image
But what is an image without a meaning?
A graphite illusion, an ink infused with a lie
Eyes of green gleam and demean it, a blank expression once more.
If I-and-I must think drink and blink in an attempt to de-merry myself
To skin absorb through tangerine skies the ray of a whore,
its a requirement to become the blank mirror, reflect her in others
I can put a pencil to paper and produce an image
But what is an image without a meaning?
A graphite illusion, an ink infused with a lie