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Doesn't it all look so good,
laid out on the table? Or did we harsh the purity of love's righteous beginning? I never knew I'd miss the street where I ran you out of my mind.
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I'm hiding it away,
but it's bursting out the seams. Nothing feels real, it's all vicious from my lips. It's clear; I don't know
what I need, can you decide for me? The winged demons have circled my head for far too long now. Claw me out. |
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