Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Soaked in the bathtub while I was pushing drugs with my dad
Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Died with the lights off, I heard that doesn't hurt as much

We loved her like a good book

Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Told lies in sweet pairs and brushed fire into her hair
Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Lay in her soft bed as soothing sleep touched her forehead

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