Centum Se(i)xāgintā Septem

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Would you bleed for me?
If I fell down and
couldn't get up again
Would you breathe life into me
or would you leave?

Oh last time , last night
the doors were opened
and my innocence stolen
But you found
opening doors too boring
Now they're closing on my face

My babe lives in shades of blue
he's getting darker and darker
with attitude
If we're a flower
then we're dying
Because when the sky
turns midnight blue
Our petals plummet down
We're losing our hue

I won't bother you
if you're sleeping
I still love you, you know
though you already forgot me
I just wanted to say
"Good morning sweetie."

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