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Darkseeker
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Spinning, drawing You brighten the sky Spinning me right and round Your embrace showing such gown I can feel my stomach turn Turn with fear I spin and spin I draw to warn you If only you knew The fear I bloom You've let go once You've gone once My fear only clings for you My embrace tightens I draw you in Clasping begging You won't leave You can't I won't and can't let you Fear struggles me Grasping fighting Wip.
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Darkseeker
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My mascara is running I feel like shit how much worse could this get?
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