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With Cinnamon - Barley On Her Breath She Lied About What Last Winter Meant.

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With Cinnamon - Barley On Her Breath She Lied About What Last Winter Meant.

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The Scents of Peppermints and Thunder Damaged My Senses. On Empty Rings Around Your Heart The World Just Screams and Falls Apart. Though Your Breath May Wail And Coil Sometimes Your Hymn Sounds Beautiful To Me. Invasion From Above. With Cinnamon - Barley On Her Breath She Lied About What Last Winter Meant. Her Offensive Slashes Were Flesh Wound Splashes And It Was Simpler Than She Wanted. I'm Sorry, Grace Doesn't Live Here Anymore. Butterscotch And Motor Oil, She Slams Into Me. With Hope in Her Eyes, She Dances in Green Lights. A Candy Coated Dream With Hearts And String And Angel Wings.

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