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Apr 2015
Temporary satisfaction
Split my soul into factions
My love for him is a fraction
Compared to this guilt reaction
And now hatred spreads
Like the fear here in this bed
Now a demon grows instead
Of the peace held in my head
Tangled to the tree
Powerless and β€œfree”
Tangled to the tree
With a million souls to feed
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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