Darkly Dreaming Demographic.

Where weird shit hits bizarre fans.



Cruel wind.

She’s right there looking,

Although she’ll never see me,

I was never there.
I did touch her lips,

But she will never feel it,

I’m too far away.
I know she needs me,

A cruel wind steals her away,

I can only dream.

Soft cheek

I’d do anything,

Just to be the one who waits,

Outside those same gates.
For you to come home,

As the summer slowly fades,

I’ve you to keep warm.
To kiss your soft cheek,

Is all I’ll ever need now,

To carry me on.

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