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There was once a time when we spoke in perfect rhyme....everything has fallen apart.

No one would ever think such a demon could reside in a house such as this.

She's sleeping soundly but I see the tears, she knows that I'm no longer here.

This is the mournful song of my soul...

She can't fly with broken wings...

Hoping life won't pass him by...

A best friend was the person who knew everything about you and loved you anyway. A best friend was what I lost.

I'm just a little out of my mind.

He'll never forgive my crimes...

Will you ever be able to break the chains with this dark thirst running through your veins?