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Finally contented soul |
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now did you lacerate |
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me long enough |
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While all enticing secrets |
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were slowly whispering |
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'unearthly love' |
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The words I have the spells I know |
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were not enough to make you happy |
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to make you smile again |
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Like roses your drugs in bloom |
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in psychic beauty |
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my frantic heart |
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I thought I saw you gloating over |
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my private inferno |
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you owe me answers |
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The words I have the spells I know |
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were not enough to make you happy |
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to make you smile again |
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The nights and days - in wasteful void |
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the glints of hope - as small defense |
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the smiles I faked - the blood I shed |
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my drifts of smoke - my 3 letter friends |
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The words I have the spells I know |
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were not enough to make you happy |
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to make you smile again |