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Wired to the garland

I send this to you

Many types of flowers

That I filled with all my screams.

My fragile dreams

That whispered a heartless triumph 

Ragingly  got hold

Of your trembling hands.

Shadows set its peace

I evolve my soul into her

I tried to kill her

Not to think of her.

The only thing howls tonight

Is the whispering of the winds

Anxiety hits by me

I can't do it.

My scars are bleeding

My blood's boiling 

My love

My angel.

My hearts dying

My hearts cryng 

My angel

My love.