Gracelessly
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As the tides turn, As the times change
if everything is extraordinary is anything?
In the end, the truth shines out
all her flaws ring and shout.
The moonlight shines
and in it she falls gracelessly
she, soulless, grays eternally
The pandemonium shows you the true orders that once read chaos.
Her melodies are haunting and reveal the once unseen borders.
My cover's done by Grace Mccleskey. 💜 She's amazingly talented!
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