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Le Crime de L'ange
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Senior Year College She's a favorite shade of uncertainty
Staring at layers like a symphony
Sympathy - the path we choose
Our gentle waves lap into each other
Minimal splash; until we're comfortable
Enough to develop opinions
The crimes of angels
Are fraught with suspicion
Invisible embellishments
Relish mints, not the flavor
But do you?
Oh, I meant
No, it's okay
Yeah, but
When you spin too fast, your nose bleeds
It's exciting to bare witness
To our witless masquerades
How long will we dance
Wrists clasped with rope
Knives outwards
The first time he dived
Into the deep end of the pool
He wondered why
He was so scared in the first place
When you sin too fast, your soul bleeds
