Nchanter (nchanter) wrote,
Nchanter
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deamon dance



let the good come with the bad and so the bad with the good
let a serpaints toung sting my eyes, make me blind
it strikes my heart and allows me to see
let the blood that runs through my veigns
carry the pain that you allow no others to see
why is it that we feel this for eachother
we know eachother not , yet very well
give me what i am to have without regret
open your heart and let me see the deamons you keep inside
i will open mine to you in the same fasion
our deamons can dance and play and laugh togeather
as we entertwine our bodies and our souls
we will continue to shroude ourselves
even though we know we should not
for the fear of hurt is far too great
maybe to great to overcome this time around
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