My Dear Will
Practice and repent, darling
I've everything to gain
I know your mind and adore your pain
Now leave my head and never return
I lie awake
Each night crying
Don't fall away, save yourself
A blackhole, I can only crush
But I love you
Through strings of braided blades
I swim parrellel the blood
And though I while the annoyance
The ignorance of some bars none
I once was lost
Befriended relations cost me so much
My life, my love, my passion
Now I'm alone
In this dark room
And my dear Will is born
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