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Hollow
He treats me like an angel
He adores
My words
My actions
My sleep and awake
He worships my grace
While embracing my flaws
He fashions me perfectly
Into something I am not
God help me
I feel dead in his arms
He adores
My words
My actions
My sleep and awake
He worships my grace
While embracing my flaws
He fashions me perfectly
Into something I am not
God help me
I feel dead in his arms
Published 7th Apr 2013
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