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Tragique
Keep my desires chained,
waiting for my tragic end,
my body's crumbling,
and my mind hungers for you.
I think about my funeral,
oh thinking about how beautifull you are,
it's such a struggle to choose,
I want to stay but should I......?
Playing in the moonlight,
my mind is set on you,
precious girl, you're a real gift from above,
you make it all fade,
make it fade into the sunlight,
the sunlight from your eyes
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Scentless Apprentice
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