Oh Darling
Oh! Darling
You could have asked
me for
Moon and Aurora
But,
How am I supposed to see through,
your rose tinted glasses?
Embedded within my soul
How am I supposed to break through
this desolation?
Break free from this;
this ricocheting sadness
Don't you understand?
Make a run for it
Before I,
I pull you into the abyss
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