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Young Tongue
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Cat Calls
Wasted, waiting on the name of the law.
She tastes it, taken by the cold of the fall.
The light we followed, it won't stay over you.
The noise you make when I'm concentrated on you.
We take a walk about the gods are insane,
Catcalls take the place of our name.
We're painting paces till no two look the same,
Tied tongue still it's harder to tame.
We cut their eyes with metal--
Off with their lives to settle.
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