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time the great deadener |
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returning hard kisses at last |
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a love etched in blood |
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a love has come to pass |
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i glued the letter to your mouth |
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as treason climbed all over your face |
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like a kitten, yet not so playfully |
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do not play with me |
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i glued the letter to your hand |
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to consecrate the moment |
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this too shall end in fire |
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this too shall end |
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she wore mourning like a graceless flower |
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blind to each sign of fear |
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so insecure |
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so unaware of me |
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i glued the letter to your heart |
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crimson flowered redemption |
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November washed away the smoke |
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November washed it all away |
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all the guilt and all the glory |
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all the stories overheard |
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forever entwined, yet forever enthroned |
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hope dies painless with me |