Acid rain it falls, it burns my portion no rest, no love, no comfort slaves they yearn satisfaction. The moon swirls bursting worth, how strange it seems a time, a seed, a piece of history, I shed a tear. Salty sweets, levels of the feast, what's here we trade something better to keep.We toss, turn and bleed acid rain, angels devils and the space between reeks, fugitives of the heart that beats no secrets, fugitives of the heart that seeks no regrets yours to keep...
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