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Jun 2018
I miss holding the devils hand at night
The way he whispered how I was nothing
He promised me complete darkness
My eyes fully black
I bet he liked that

I miss dancing with the devil
The way he held me close
He then took away the stars
And the moon

He told me
All I needed was pitch black
I entered the void
Silence alone with him
I wasn't in the right state of mind

But I do miss his fake love
I miss his warm lies

Cutting off the strings attached
I'm no longer crying over him

I wonder if he misses me too
eileen
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   Gail Hannon
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