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Brown Bess Lyrics

o ye of many faces, whose stumbles seal the coffin
a bloom to bring the latest cos trials shed too often
in whispers fake an orchard, affection just like coughing
belies the lately tortured; can't hide or make it soften
the mask you kept eliding grows warped in its concealing
its grin i fight abiding despite an endless healing
this risk entails some chances; pulseflutters utter their name
approaching through the branches, heatstroke blurs the barrel's aim
ears ring
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