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I
hold
an
image
of
the
ashtray
girl
Of
cigarette
burns
on
my
chest
I
wrote
a
poem
that
described
her
world
And
put
our
friendship
to
the
test
And
late
at
night
whilst
on
all
fours
She
used
to
watch
me
kiss
the
floor
What's
wrong
with
this
picture?
What's
wrong
with
this
picture?
Farewell
the
ashtray
girl
Forbidden
snowflake
Beware
this
troubled
world
Watch
out
for
earthquakes
Goodbye
to
open
sores
To
broken
semaphore
You
know
we
miss
her
We
miss
her
picture
Sometimes
it's
fated
Disintegrate
it
For
fear
of
growing
old
Sometimes
it's
fated
Assassinated
For
fear
of
growing
old
Farewell
the
ashtray
girl
Angelic
fruitcake
Beware
this
troubled
world
Control
your
intake
Goodbye
to
open
sores
Goodbye
and
furthermore
You
know
we
miss
her
We
miss
her
picture
Sometimes
it's
fated
Disintegrate
it
For
fear
of
growing
old
Sometimes
it's
fated
Assassinated
For
fear
of
growing
old
Hang
on
Though
we
try
It's
gone
Hang
on
Though
we
try
It's
gone
Sometimes
it's
fated
Disintegrate
it
For
fear
of
growing
old
Sometimes
it's
fated
Assassinated
For
fear
of
growing
old
Can't
stop
growing
old
Can't
stop
growing
old
Can't
stop
growing
old
Can't
stop
growing
old
Can't
stop
growing
old
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