Spadea

The beauty spot was borrowed

Now my sweet love rusts tomorrow

On my confession that is waiting to be heard

Run your empty rain down on me

Whisper your death beats so softly

Bend your knees,the altar of my ego

You drained my heart, and made a spade

There's still traces of me in your veins

All my lilies' mouths are open, like to begging for dope and hoping

But their pedal gently can kick, you won't be back

All the timing that is sorrow of all the faces I've acquired

We secure the shadow here, the sun fills face

And we said 'til we die

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