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She's the flower that I adore; The sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. With a voice to bring the stars above to tears. She is the flower that lulls me to sleep. She's the flower that I adore; the sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. Her love is the maelstrom for which I plead. It's the only sensation my soul needs: for which it screams. She's the flower that I adore; the sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. With a voice to bring the stars above to tears. She is the flower that lulls me to sleep. She's the flower that I adore; My heart is bleeding for more. The sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. To love is to hurt but oh it simply feels right. She is the flower that illuminates the night. She's the flower that I adore; the sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. With a voice to soothe all of my fears. She is the flower that lulls me to sleep.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 12:18 AM UTC
Somber Delight
She's the flower that I adore; The sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. With a voice to bring the stars above to tears. She is the flower that lulls me to sleep. She's the flower that I adore; the sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. Her love is the maelstrom for which I plead. It's the only sensation my soul needs: for which it screams. She's the flower that I adore; the sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. With a voice to bring the stars above to tears. She is the flower that lulls me to sleep. She's the flower that I adore; My heart is bleeding for more. The sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. To love is to hurt but oh it simply feels right. She is the flower that illuminates the night. She's the flower that I adore; the sun rises for her and heaven bathes her with tears - basked in somber delight. With a voice to soothe all of my fears. She is the flower that lulls me to sleep.
Lucid_Nightmares
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Lucid_Nightmares
25/M/Somewhere in Cali.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 12:18 AM UTC
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