My Devils

I like silhouettes,
I like this moon.
Everything about it is right.
Everything around it,
floats me to dream a night.

So dress you,
and come over here.
I wish you,
to make my devils weep.
Brush your hair,
come over here,
let my darkness sleep.

This moon’s not yet so full,
not without you.
This dream’s not enough;
not without you.

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I like deliverance;
I like this glow.
Everything I feel is white.
Everything about it,
reviving my lost sight.

So just be you,
and melt me here.
I wish you,
to make my angles dance.
Wipe your tear,
love with no fear,
let me get that glance.

This river can’t flow,
not without you.
No music’s enough;
not without you.

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I like brightness,
I like this sun.
Everything from this height.
Everything that I see,
splashes colors to my sight.

So come kiss me,
and kill me here.
I wish you,
to make my devils cry.
Rip out all layers,
send me prayers,
lift this wings to fly.

This storm won’t stop,
not without you.
My blood won’t flow;
not without you.

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I like the painless;
I like this touch.
Every way you love is right,
Every inch of you,
fly my soul like a kite.

So come free you,
bring yourself near.
I want you,
to make my angles rule.
Love your care,
smile you wear,
fill my heart be full.

This faith’s not God,
not without you.
my words don’t speak,
not without you.

Without you.
Without you.

Not without you.