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HIM


Electrifying eyes of blue

Fingertips made to strum

Viewed as the palest shade of cocoa hue

Let my temple be your drum

Your ever shining light I admire

Enticed by your lingering notes

Lustful of a future fire

My heart I pay you for your sacrifices

So hide me in the night

Dream a dream of a better me

Confide in me hope that everything will be all right

And let us lay till we can run free

 

 

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