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Jan 2019
Fallen angel who lost your wings
In order to see you smile again
I traveled to a dungeon
I am lost in the dark
Drowning in despair
And my heart came
close to breaking many times
But every-time that happened
I would see a vision of you
You shook my soul
I killed my weaker self
And continued fighting
I wandered the dungeon
Disposed of my enemies
I became more powerful
But there was just one important thing
I couldn't find
A spell to heal the wounds
that torment you
Powerless and defeated
I was wrong
I had to go home
Knowing all you want is my presence
My love, wait for me to come home.
Where you love brokenhearted things
You do sort of things that could help
Them stop pleading and weeping
no matter how
no matter what
it takes.
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   Astral
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