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She was so kind to me...
She sang her little shadow song
and I could not resist it.
Bitter blood, come sing along.
Shattered memories of quiet cold rejection.
A careful devil's irony in pure perfection,
in pure deceit.
She sang her little shadow song
and I could not resist it.
Bitter blood, come sing along.
Shattered memories of quiet cold rejection.
A careful devil's irony in pure perfection,
in pure deceit.
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