Traces of you

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sweet universe
give me her traces
they are my death
I'm a menace.

it's no longer my life
I surrender;
I'm existing
only for the traces of her.

don't need serenity
cost is too high
reward me those serene hands
need a place I could happily die.

bless me that soul
need it
my wants need it
i don't fear the hell
but for one last time
if my heaven still exists
I want to feel it.

SCREAMS!! DEVILS!!
a fuckin' Abyss inside my head.

come back, baby
soothe this pain
don't wanna exist
it all feels vain.

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