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To tell you a story I plucked the stars Displaced the mountains Words float with thee Wandering mad and alive Yet it kills me Your distraught face Hidden beneath a mask Treacherous ways to lure Mark and hunt a naive dove Pure white Angel of love The devil you walked
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 3:03 AM UTC
Masked Maniac
To tell you a story I plucked the stars Displaced the mountains Words float with thee Wandering mad and alive Yet it kills me Your distraught face Hidden beneath a mask Treacherous ways to lure Mark and hunt a naive dove Pure white Angel of love The devil you walked
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 3:03 AM UTC
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