pity cry

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Left alone only with your scars
Driving away with my dream car
Waiting for something that's scary
Regretting the times that I worry

Dark images in my past
Always keeps me at last
Looking for a spell for me to cast
Wishing upon a star for a lust

Howling for something
Filling my body with some of jack's beans
Waiting for a feeling
While washing away my sins

Close your eyes and let in
Every little breath that you take in
The sun will rose
And everybody shall leave a stain of prose

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