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Henry Darger

Two Headed boy

Two-headed boy

With pulleys and weights

Creating a radio played just for two

In the parlor with a moon across her face

And through the music he sweetly displays

Silver speakers that sparkle all day

Made for his lover who's floating and choking with her hands across her face

And in the dark we will take off our clothes

And they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine

And when all is breaking everything that you could keep inside

Now your eyes ain't moving now

They just lay there in their clouds

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