My Body is the Seasons
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My Body is the Seasons

The blood of December the skin of the fall My body is the seasons and I woke to your call

You pray for heat and awaken the sun then fall to your knees and beg it to be undone

So I cast my snowy call over your sweating self But on the cold, you choke.

And so I please none nor will I ever once more, for your pleasure, again stoop and scrape the floor

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