rather dead then lost,
can't make me dissappear
can't lock me inside forever
my darkness, your fear
love, my love
betrayed, never stayed
whilst the Lily's were dying loosenend all strings
left me alone in this winter amongst other things
my skin turns pale and I curse you no more
I follow no further
Sail-by-salute
and go
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