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Apr 2016
Eclipse
The moon is but a ghost outlined by the day
I call out to it but you are too far away
Lips
Soft and supple against the glow of his skin
How long will it take for you to let me in?
Quiet sips
Taking in what's left of the night
Yearning for what once was, what once felt right
Blood drips
Cutting love and lust into your heart
When the moon pulls away I'll slowly
tear you apart...
Lachrymose and Lies
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Lachrymose and Lies  In a tormented mind
(In a tormented mind)   
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