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a beautiful disaster
i swear my eyes are fire
an anger i cannot hold
take me into holding
or know the wrath of me
in the moonlight i am nothing
but this little ball of tears
and i cry to bleed in silence
with the nothingness of graves
i know you see me coming
with beauty unbeheld
and my hair is whips of iron
that glisten in the sun
and flow like little butterflies
when the evning breeze is blowing
im a beautiful disaster
and i know you want to see
the anger and the innocence
that's built inside of me
an anger i cannot hold
take me into holding
or know the wrath of me
in the moonlight i am nothing
but this little ball of tears
and i cry to bleed in silence
with the nothingness of graves
i know you see me coming
with beauty unbeheld
and my hair is whips of iron
that glisten in the sun
and flow like little butterflies
when the evning breeze is blowing
im a beautiful disaster
and i know you want to see
the anger and the innocence
that's built inside of me
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