Gin

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I asked you to shoot me with your arrows
You did
But the sharp point you used
Were your own feelings


And now these things
Inside and out
They won't leave me alone
They linger

I feel your sadness
Your pain
But above all else
I feel euphoria

To be shot by an angel
And lay waste to my evils
Is the one thing I desire
I hope I can do the same

To return the favor and shoot you
All the way to your mind and your heart

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