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Nov 2019
Tearing me apart from my shadow
Speaking ill of the dead
Grinning when you saw the thorns
And yet a soothing light is in sight
Light that I grip and never let slip
Written by
PITCH BLACK  M/The Milky Way
(M/The Milky Way)   
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     ---, Fenna Capelle and Rogues Gallery
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