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Oct 2018
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so obsessed with camera lights
powered lines
keep you twirling

drips and drops
knifes
behind you
and me

blood is spilling out
it's a dark philosophy
closing it before it goes too far

A lonely night
calling for the prince of darkness

come and catch me

tear my wings apart

my innocence is yours
your sins are mine

I can see myself lost in those glowing crimson eyes
so divine
and divided
I love it when
he lies to me

keeping secrets away from me
I love it
how I'm slowly falling
fading into dust

befalling
into
misery
eileen
Written by
eileen
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