No, not a coward I am, still left you alone on the war. Not so brave I was, still saved you from the fool you were.
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For every sin, she begs forgiveness with blood and tears.
And for every drop she lives a thousand painful lives
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Laughed when I was about to cry, she was the warmth in winter and my shade in summer, also the horror in October.
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She was a burning ice and he came in like a cold flame, melted and burnt they built a home in a raging storm and in this world it was just them.
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Circus of the night sky and moon dressed in sunlight
She was a goddess and a sword hoping for hell to freeze
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Touch speaks its own language. Screaming and howling like a lone wolf, starved for a semblance of touch I roamed.
-Ray
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