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And who shall I say is calling? And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate Who in these realms of love, who by something blunt Who by avalanche, who by powder

Travelling forever in the dark Darkness into blackness There and back It's always black @melanchaholic

if you're looking for a sign, this is it.

Thought of you as my mountaintop Thought of you as my peak Thought of you as everything I've had but couldn't keep I've had but couldn't keep Linger on your pale blue eyes