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Dear diary, another paranoid day,
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obessive thoughts,
dangerous addictions,
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Your fingerprints rest on my skin,
coating me in a warm embrase,
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You shot at my soul with your love,
And speared me with your hopes,
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I hate it when your gone,
Something just doesn’t feel right,
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At night i stay up late,
just to hear him say good night,
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Why did i have to love you?
i want you to see me, but you look right through,
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These cold shackles im your slave,
Do what you want to me babe,
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Lady angel fallen,
swamped by the underworld,
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Life in our hands,
so fragile and dependent,
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Happy birthday
to a special guy
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My addiction is you,
your body your heart,
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A man so brave and strong holds my heart together,
A kiss upon my lips will make me glow all day,
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watch your body, you may sweat,
watch your throat, you may choke,
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A blood fued that has been raging for centuries,
between the two great creatures of the underworld,
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As winged daemons soar,
The devil let roar,
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Shadowy creatures linger in blouses,
Waiting next to those whore houses,
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If we froze time now,
would you like what you see?
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Images of a love now lost,
a dream covered in dust,
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Dusk flies over the sky,
Spreading her wings of black,
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Welcome to the carnival,
the one and only place of doom,
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A misunderstood creature,
that lingers in the night,
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Self-inflicted [pleasure]
falling into yourself [high]
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A whirlwind of dissyness,
wind whips at my hair,
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Little girl, little girl,
why do you run?
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So here i am,
lost in you,
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Picture perfect,
made to measure,
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The liquid pain, / falls down my cheek, / looking into the mirror, / searching for what i seek. / An unfamiliar girl, / looks back at me, /
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If the world could bow at your feet, / treetops would sing, / willows would sway, / and rose peatles would path your way. / If the world ad
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Our love, / dangaling from your, / finger tips, / im held up high, / on your breakable thread, / sweet candy kisses. / Rose petals fall, /
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My darling your eyes light my soul, / the fire that burns for you, / can never be put out, / not even by the many tears you cry, / that tea
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A / Little Creature / Flys on By / And then shes gone / sparkling trail into the sky / killed by those who dont believe / ~*~ / Tiny girl w
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It all started long ago, / in a garden covered with snow, / flowers and trees sparkle and glisten, / to lovers voices, shh, just listen. /
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A smoky lounge where, / last night a party was painted, / with crayola pencils, / colour her greyscale life with, / technicolour. / Bottles
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