Aug 2016
tears dripping from your eyes
and they run down your cheeks
to your nose and your lips
no one there to wipe them away
only a demon inside
to accompany you as you fade
and they run down your cheeks
to your nose and your lips
no one there to wipe them away
only a demon inside
to accompany you as you fade
(Los Angeles, California)
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