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Philanderer's Lament
Shadows lurk behind me as I run to thee,
Optimism in our story was the death of me.
I ignored when your veins went dry,
Like the stars ignoring the sight of the sky.
You run out of...
Optimism in our story was the death of me.
I ignored when your veins went dry,
Like the stars ignoring the sight of the sky.
You run out of...
