The melancholy of the night pulls me in,A lullaby that soothes my weary skin,
A night that ignites my inner sobs,
A night that drowns me in its sobs.
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e i g h t : Melachonly Of Night
The melancholy of the night pulls me in,A lullaby that soothes my weary skin,
A night that ignites my inner sobs,
A night that drowns me in its sobs.