Still
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Witness the end of yourself and write it all down in your blood
Fiend for the taste of spilling words beneath your tongue
For when I spoke of you I stole the day and bled the sun
Awaiting home where hand held innocence is fueling life
And pain and love bleed through me and we'll be still forever
After no movement, no breathing
She swore she'd always care for me
These secrets they burn me and I bleed, her beauty is saddening
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