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Although she is blind
it is i who have not seen...
Ice cold his touch
stone cold his clutch...
What I want not what I need
Who I lust for not who has my love...
Such a pretty thing,
love sleeping on my pillows...
Willow I am not
If you bend me I will snap...
I'm sending you a poppy
to tell you i remember...
Willow I am not
If you bend me I will snap...
Such a pretty thing,
love sleeping on my pillows...
What I want not what I need
Who I lust for not who has my love...
Ice cold his touch
stone cold his clutch...
-people run from it |
Can't you see the sun is setting |
I have lost the will to cry |