O, how her eyes
Reflect the light of the moon...
Silent War Goddess
Poppy Banks...
We don't trust them at all
Those who know lies begin to fall...
Eighteen years I have,
breathed fire upon lady beetles...
Grace me with your presence, oh Master
Grant me a smile, oh Lord...
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Slit my wrist...
The kiss was wet.
And somehow painful...
Moths to a flame
they fan and feather...
I'm torn and beat
I've lost my breathe...
Breath in, breath out
Speak what's on your mind...
The thoughts that I should
never think always finds a...
Today I cut myself
just to ease the pain...