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Hurts to see you well
Hurts to know on us I cast a spell
Hurts to sleep without you by my side
Hurts to know I did you right

While I did myself wrong
Gotta play it strong
Ego at play, our ships at bay
Our love in decay.

Don't let me play
I'm not here to slay
Demons, I am here for thy prison
But you'll have to beg for a new season
My love didn't need a reason
But my hate longs for treason.
QueenOfTheAshes
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QueenOfTheAshes
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