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was I not there for you my love when the touch of night set in when the smiles turned dark as storm clouds and the nightmares would begin your eyes were open yet your heart would close while the ghosts of childhood come to prey I tried to shield your soul from them but the night is where they play savage are the dreams that lived in the heart and mind of my precious Eve I'll find you in the light of day when my nightmare takes its leave where the ghosts that took you from me cannot touch this sacred place until that night I'll feel you right beside me
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Jul 7, 2024
Jul 7, 2024 at 7:39 PM UTC
ghosts
was I not there for you my love when the touch of night set in when the smiles turned dark as storm clouds and the nightmares would begin your eyes were open yet your heart would close while the ghosts of childhood come to prey I tried to shield your soul from them but the night is where they play savage are the dreams that lived in the heart and mind of my precious Eve I'll find you in the light of day when my nightmare takes its leave where the ghosts that took you from me cannot touch this sacred place until that night I'll feel you right beside me
the ghosts of the past
RoyDeckard
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Jul 7, 2024
Jul 7, 2024 at 7:39 PM UTC
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