Each noise has a story to tell.
Each sound has a
She hangs in the shadows of my dreams
And whispers, "You're
You touched me with poisoned finger tips.
You kissed me and
It's 3am there's a devil in my backyard.
He got
And when I close my eyes,
This blackened canvas falls,
And darkness
Sometimes I feel
like a motherless child...
Sometimes I feel...
Sometimes I fee
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when
He'll chase away the skeletons harboured in your Christian closets
Salutations
You took the sadness from my eyes
you wore a charming
Soft like a rose cloaked in daggers
Your grin I can
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