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Motif
Time and time again,
night after night,
I find myself restrained,
inviting the morning light.
I scream for departure
or even a gentle touch,
faces I cant name for sure;
not friends, but valued as such.
I am witness, a heavy cost
to such unholy union.
Marriage of two lovers lost,
two past death, and two villains.
night after night,
I find myself restrained,
inviting the morning light.
I scream for departure
or even a gentle touch,
faces I cant name for sure;
not friends, but valued as such.
I am witness, a heavy cost
to such unholy union.
Marriage of two lovers lost,
two past death, and two villains.
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