You're only here
when my days are bright.
As the dark lays heavy on my eyes,
as I crave your comfort
and find assurance in your lies,
you disappear,
and for all my anguish and despise
I can't help myself
loving a shadow.
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
You're only here
when my days are bright.
As the dark lays heavy on my eyes,
as I crave your comfort
and find assurance in your lies,
you disappear,
and for all my anguish and despise
I can't help myself
loving a shadow.
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