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Now the summer has passed. It might never have been. It is warm in the sun, But it isn't enough. All that might've occurred Like a five-fingered leaf Fluttered into my hands, But it isn't enough. Neither evil nor good Has yet vanished in vain, It all burned and was light, But it isn't enough. Life has been as a shield, And has offered protection. I have been most fortunate, But it isn't enough. The leaves were not burned. The boughs were not broken, The day clear as glass, But it isn't enough.

We're both sinking in the same boat, I wanted you to stay afloat I did what I could, but you had to learn to swim on your own You lost your glow and the glitter and the gold I couldn't stay alive inside your chokehold, hold-hold on I really gotta go, cause I'm not fallin' into your hole

Pain is your nicotine and fightin' me's the flame and it stays that way Because everything is frozen in your steps And displayed as a trophy to your unexpected guests You're a monster, and I can smell it rottin' in your teeth Hope that you can figure out what you've been looking for and leave

Joan of Arc had a dildo named Jesus Made of wood from the cross of its namesake And her orgasms all were omens When she came it would fill her with right And when the light had finally left her She lay ruined across her sheets Her mouth unhinged Her shape like a victim Murdered, in a sleep without dreams Joan of Arc was a warrior poet And she baptized the world in her flame And she never stopped to wonder, for even a moment Why Jesus Never came

Hint #3: "No matter how many days pass by, things won't change. I'll never feel okay waking up without you by my side."