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Moons gleaming Has a true meaning. A pure soul Who wants to know Past fields shinning. Rose petals falling, Our tears shedding. The once cured cured, Cancers blooming In young hearts, Coming to get you. But I'll be there and I'll catch you. But I cant save you. Clocks striking 3 am, Watch the demons dancing In silver slippers. Green eyes showing The pain inside. It's time to say good bye. Time to go dancing with the demons, In your silver slippers. Cancers come to take My dying flower. It spread over the seas Shinning white like pearls. Cancers come and gone Demons dancing in silver slippers. Her green eyes saw The moons gleaming.
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Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
Cancers Gleaming
Moons gleaming Has a true meaning. A pure soul Who wants to know Past fields shinning. Rose petals falling, Our tears shedding. The once cured cured, Cancers blooming In young hearts, Coming to get you. But I'll be there and I'll catch you. But I cant save you. Clocks striking 3 am, Watch the demons dancing In silver slippers. Green eyes showing The pain inside. It's time to say good bye. Time to go dancing with the demons, In your silver slippers. Cancers come to take My dying flower. It spread over the seas Shinning white like pearls. Cancers come and gone Demons dancing in silver slippers. Her green eyes saw The moons gleaming.
rebekah-elizabeth
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rebekah-elizabeth
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Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
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