don't look at me like i was the best for
look at my hands
i strive
while you keep yours by your
So long. 26th spring slashed with a whip.
Somebody’s yearning, praying
Is this the love you had wished for?
A bleak and
There’s no brighter light than mine.
I feel it burning inside
tonight
i'll keep you alive
with not being quiet
enough
for you to fall
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