If I remove your pictures, one at a time
Will you then slowly dissapear from my heart
Subside slowly abide glowing trickle down in size
Resting under, holding blunder, slipping through my vice
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If I remove your pictures, one at a time
Will you then slowly dissapear from my heart
Subside slowly abide glowing trickle down in size
Resting under, holding blunder, slipping through my vice