The Metaplane
Heaven, hide your eyes
Tuesday, May 12
War tattoo
Fix me
Yeah, I have something
That afflicts me
And all the angels in heaven
Would cry if they knew
But not you
It's May, I might
Go for a walk
In the middle of the night
We should talk
Tonight
Somehow get through.
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