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Surprisingly empty, still too full
a heartfelt Gemini of song and soul
mixed emotions; she casts them away
fulfilling and painful, always the same.

The broken remedy that you’ve waited for
a universal language, the binding of souls
the slow, steady beat of a newborn's heart
that we have all felt, right from the start.

The loaded revolver at the beauty show
the over exposed lies sent straight from below
the angel interrupting all her pain and despair
Pandora's box opened in the middle of no where

The mournful laments escaping your lips;
the vengeful anger inside your sweet kiss.
The sorrow that always lashes your back;
the common perfection that you seem to lack.

She is all that you are and yet so much more
a wandering spirit, some call her a whore
a wretched sin, a forbidden lust
the fury and haste living in us.

Her name is common but her gift is rare
she draws you in, your heart she ensnares
beyond all resistance, you give in to her will
music is her name, and she sings to you still.