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A sidelong glance, nothing exposed 3 chances past, she taunts she knows An urge put off, a growing fire soon Ill do it, my funeral pyre Since I sense no meaning, no        nothing in sight Ill wait to see her, see her at night Hellen in Hell, burning blue bells   lights ever melting, molting, morphing   the winged worm, I so adore thee Monarch of me, I'm queen of thee We'll explode in the sky         two wings of the same butterfly
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 2:22 AM UTC
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A sidelong glance, nothing exposed 3 chances past, she taunts she knows An urge put off, a growing fire soon Ill do it, my funeral pyre Since I sense no meaning, no        nothing in sight Ill wait to see her, see her at night Hellen in Hell, burning blue bells   lights ever melting, molting, morphing   the winged worm, I so adore thee Monarch of me, I'm queen of thee We'll explode in the sky         two wings of the same butterfly
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 2:22 AM UTC
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