Fire Next Time this is poverty

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We can meet
On the shores of
For the sweet
Pie and vine
There are folks
Who would swear that
There is truth
Truth in lie
This I know
Cuz' I have found God
And I lost him
In one night
At the bottom
Of a barrell
In your sweet
Envious eyes
When you're tired
Of my body
When you're tired
Of my fair hand
When my tongue
Is just another
Piece of meat
In my hand
You will say all
And I will ammend it
When those words
Come closing in
That you were never
What I needed
And that is all
You have ever been

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