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"Chaos is spreading across your face. It's making me ill, let's get out of this place."

E Minor

Finally contented soul
Now did you lacerate
Me long enough

While all enticing secrets
Were slowly whispering
"Unearthly love"

The words I have the spells I know
Were not enough to make you happy
To make you smile again

Like roses your drugs in bloom
In psychic beauty
My frantic heart

I thought I saw you gloating over
My private infero
You owe me answers

The words I have the spells I know
Were not enough to make you happy
To make you smile again

The nights and days
In wasteful void
The glints of hope
As small defense
The smiles I faked
The blood I shed
My drifts of smoke
My 3 letter friends

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