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Persephone


If the simple motion of living Meant I was alive That I could breath, spin, dance And I had nothing to hide I would be dead For I cannot breathe Dancing does not come easy And I would like to leave I made you that promise And I stand by it I never lied to you before And I will not start now But the only way to keep The promise that I made Is to move through time And leave you It is too painful So I drag your memory behind How far will I make it Before I break down
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