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Jan 2015
And through pale faces                    
Our dark ghosts                                
Can’t mix with beautiful graces        
And they poison the hosts              

And just to smile
Can show the pain
That all the vain
Decided it wasn't worth their while

And when black strings
Climb to your neck
Your despair spreads like wings
And you turn into this wreck
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Written by
-  texas
(texas)   
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   Jamie King, mistyholly and AJ
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