All I want is to kill. Now their frames are lush all to be filled. Better none by my side than by my side all that kills me. Looking back my lungs were fresh; my body: pink.
Cut through flesh and bind all their skin. I am beyond full. Expedite my symptoms to form a new set of masks. They're lining up the fence, they're to catch my exhibit. A room full of peers but no pressure to relate.
I'm masking all the tape to hold these guts in place. Burn through the witch and let her float through her skin. Present a brighter light for her to fit in. THESE HARRIDANS THEY KNOW NOTHING.
bless me through the winter and feed me through my storm. I need help.
The moon remembers the tide as she pulls him closer. The sun is still jealous. "Please remember me" screams the beat of the crashing waves. The sun can't sleep a wink, throat sore from plying. "I am wide awake to the beat of their love" hearts pacing for one another. The sun has no option but to set himself. "I am wide awake to the beat of love"
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