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Irritation, Hollowness an Impact in my lack
Your pure soul is a marvel in this dark world
Your beauty creates a whirlwind
In my dead chest
Your presence wakens creatures
In the churchyard
Your kindness aching softly in my torn heart
Like a witches spell you control me
Exposed to all my occult Inclinations
Your thoughts are echoing my own ones
Your pure soul is a marvel in this dark world