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Nov 2015
I'm sad and sentimental
But I feel like taking risks
It's dark behind my eyelids
But what a nice place to exist

If only we could take the back roads
To some long awaited bliss
I would dance beneath the blue sky,
smother you gently, like ocean foam
it's dark behind my eyelids
But what a nice place to call home.

Our secrets harmonize in union
humbling fear crafted by their wake.
oh dear, it's dark behind my eyelids
but what a beautiful escape.
Persephone
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Persephone  In my head
(In my head)   
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