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Your voice chimes like rain on tin,
Accompanied by angels, a whole army of them.
Please don't be pretend.
I've fallen for you, don't be another sweet dream.
I swear I could just scream,
Better yet I will, at the top of my loungs "I love you"
What good did that do?
None if I can't hold you,
I'd give my heart to be next to you.
Catch every tear when it falls,
Carry you down every long hall.
But I'm heading straight to a wall,
Another month of misery, I'll be about two feet tall.

Give me your paw,
No, I don't give a fuck about the law.
I'd rather get the chair,
Than never get a breath of fresh air.
Because I know you'd be a breath so sweet,
An intoxication that would lift me off my feet.
And leave my heart in the moonlight, dancing to your beat.
Written by Thisismyhell (Darkness Enchanting)
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