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Feb 2020
I know our feelings are dead but they still visit me at night
I stay up high in my bed your ghost stays with me in my sight
I thought when you went away that I would be alright
But that wasn’t true my feelings are blue and our love ain’t right

My ancestors claw at my ankles from their graves
Who knew I’d want to die at this early age
22 cycles around the sun 22 in my grave
Got a 22 against my skull I think the caliber needs to be raised

Raise me from the dead girl
Our love is unnatural
Give me your wings girl
Keep my horns as collateral

My ancestors chose you
I had no say
Do what your supposed to
don’t run away

I know our feelings are dead but they still visit me at night
I stay up high in my bed your ghost stays with me in my sight
I thought when you went away that I would be alright
But that wasn’t true my feelings are blue and our love ain’t right
Pluto
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Pluto  23/M/USA
(23/M/USA)   
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