Mistress of My Night
a word with pain is soothing
Alore acursed my heart today
The fold out of it's tastire left me blue
The move of it's pearl speeks memory
let nutral sea fall too ashes
beganing every verse with nathches
work hard when u place yourself in doubt
long for a moment of victory in triumph
A singnal to horses blank note symbolzies the future quotes
a grave sworn to poland it's taker
A protongment for it's waker
A tardin for places
A paper wait a fold of ace's
A begging diperate maul speeks out
looking for answer to his freedom
he sweeps through the open-ended mardom
In messeagers of the broughter
Aloned walked the manked barrower
he resides the aoom of the acrowned
navley setting for closer
his bed saved from exposer
A winlrd passive word of confusion
The walls impalmped with bulushion
stow the brutes fine shade
I warnaze a matters of pentance
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