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Pretty things
Lay hold of my heart
like the moon does the sea.
I pray my soul thrives
In the darkest of depths
and I never forget the sun.
Love is a beautiful tyranny
and the winner
always loses the most.
May someone remember
the light in our eyes...
like the moon does the sea.
I pray my soul thrives
In the darkest of depths
and I never forget the sun.
Love is a beautiful tyranny
and the winner
always loses the most.
May someone remember
the light in our eyes...
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