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Your choices have brought your lives, Before our hand, in fist, We strip this ground, By ember and blade we cleanse, this time Slipping through the groove in th... - Sun And Saltwater
Helplessly in control of her, Love beyond all reason, She helps us mask reality, To our demise, Carving out the symptoms, Pull asunder (us under), We're fallin...
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