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sometimes lonely winter nights like these are too quiet
and my mind wanders and instead of thinking about her
i decide that i'd rather think about the statues in the Louvre.
i think about a Parisian palace of gold and shining pyramids
beneath starry skies. i think of ancient halls filled with
the armless, headless fragments of bygone glory.

divine creator, make me beautiful.
wing me of marble, shape me of stone.
give me hard eyes unseeing, white fingers unfeeling.
carve this sorrow from my breast and turn me cold.
make me perfect. make me priceless.

make me forget that, in another life, i was loved.

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sometimes lonely winter nights like these are too quiet
and my mind wanders and instead of thinking about her
i decide that i'd rather think about the statues in the Louvre.
i think about a Parisian palace of gold and shining pyramids
beneath starry skies. i think of ancient halls filled with
the armless, headless fragments of bygone glory.

divine creator, make me beautiful.
wing me of marble, shape me of stone.
give me hard eyes unseeing, white fingers unfeeling.
carve this sorrow from my breast and turn me cold.
make me perfect. make me priceless.

make me forget that, in another life, i was loved.