Mis Makari

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His eyes his eyes and the darkness that lies within
I want it, I want it
I want to be his sin
Take me now make me one of yours show me the path open up the door
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My soul drifts apart from me like a leaf falling in autumn breeze,
To have you here with me is like having a disease.
I have stepped outside of myself and have taken a look all around.
This beauty above and below,
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