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In what is always right,
Singing sharp and lovely bright, glittering
Beauty in a silent night.

Thin fingers reach for pretty lights
of loving crimson, vividly dripping
In what is always right.

Compulsion takes its hold, a plight
In bloody whispers, shaking, trembling,
Hated beauty in a silent night.

Dodging nightmares in blackest night,
Stay here with me, so I'll stay clinging
To what is always right.

Please keep my stronghold to the light,
Hide shiv'ring wrists so life stays seeming
Beauty in a silent night,
In what is always right.





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