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Röntgenblick

2005

Salty tears on my cheek
this tremendous pain makes me cry
I feel so helpless and meek
now dont you force me to die
 
My muscles tremble, one cold hand
Im too weak to undress
numb limbs hurt, can you give me a hand
to take pictures of my pallid chest
 
You now see through my disguise
irradiate all the buried infantries
Im not the one you think survives
with inveterate asymmetries
 
The radiogramm resembles abstract art
and I like your study from the nude
Can I have a copy of my heart?
and did you measure the amplitude?

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