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Mar 9
Mmm, tempting fate
Standing above storm clouds
Icarus bled silver regret
So he could be his own sun

And the audience behind the
Heavy blue curtains weep
And the sound effects team take thunder
From their giving hands

Oh, heroic, ironic

he burned under the gaze
of our eyes
and the world is our unfortunate stage
Written by
Em  Singapore
       South by Southwest, M-E, LW, bones, Maddy and 4 others
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