lost
Suddenly but surely found my soul reaching for your presence, but your grave was already dug thought I buried you with my own hands yet finding myself glancing from afar you were, Alice and well. The ghosts won't leave. knowing it'll end up in my death I was the one who made the hole between our souls the heart can't take it anymore neither can it show. my mind won't leave me alone all night solving your mysteries all with a dead end.
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