last glance by Maniacal Escape

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Feb 2021

I saw your blood poor at your feet,
I saw your face when you saw me.
I saw your arms, zen Waterfall,
I saw your eyes, you needed me.

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Maniacal Escape 30/M/lancashire

(30/M/lancashire)

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