Beaten my mouth to yoursagain and over I heard you sobbing. Head dumped in your hands like you were washing your face in tears. And I swear I never really cared and I said I didmy focus inward. My soula soft glow set inside a flesh stone. Burning to fade. Burning to fade. Burning to fade.

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