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• Artiste: Ashengrace
• Titre: Throb
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these echoes play across her footsteps in the undertow, fading through your winterand all the places that we used to knowcolder still these feelings drown beneath your feet in velvet soundsyou bring me here, and bring me home and hold me close, and hold me downit's a change, it's a turn it's the wrong way in a city paved with timeit's a heart, it's a burn, it's a reason and all the blame was mineit's a night, it's a time for breaking it's a throb in a soul unfurledit's a loss, it's a bridge of silence from here to the end of the worldand all we were burns slowly in dying fires and falling treesand we become just one more reaching hand slipped deep into the seathese fading eyes can't catch the light so far in front of methat shines from all you tried to hold and throbs forth to bury meit's a sin, it's a lie, holy water that never removes the stainsit's a drug, it's a fix, it's a mainline of the purest form of painit's a word it's a page of promises that are always broken (but always remain)it's a drown at the hands of poseidon, it will never be, it will never be the same...