{ I write this for my little one. Stop your playing and your whines. It's time to go to sleep. Sleep }
Fly to me. Sacred thing
Cast yourself in my circle. You are welcome here
Come to me. Salvation
Messenger on God's decree.
Am I addicted to you?
You ask me this. I'd give unto you
My weakness,my heart that drifts, suffocation
From your love, believe your lies, I hold them true
Angel, my Angel, this spell, please undo.
Precious thing, on wide awake
Scratch my skin, turn red, begin
I bruise easily, please take your time, or I shall break
You wouldn't want that, I hope you would, for I can't take the passion that forms within
Am I addicted to you? { Am I addicted to you? }
You ask me this, I'd give unto you { Only you }
My weakness, my heart that drifts, suffocation
From your love, believe your lies, I hold them true { This flame, in shame, went out, anew }
Angel, my Angel, this spell, please undo { Oh Angel, my Angel, my saviour, through darkness you get me through }














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There is no great genius without some touch of madness.
-Seneca
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"I realize what I am now too smart to mention...."
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I'm nothing special.....just that little voice you think you here in the silence....
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"I realize what I am now too smart to mention...."
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907 RAVER CHICK
Every ravers dream is to dance till the sun rises.
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