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Our Plague - Nothing
Water colored fingers

Paint my picture

Interlocking tightly

Candles flicker

Trembling hands of mercy

They will not
Sing for me

Promise I could make it on my own

Promise I could make it on my own

Promise I could make it on my own

Throwing flowers at her

My worst behavior

Change my tired patterns

If you could change yours as well

Promise I could make it on my own

Promise I could make it on my own

Promise I could make it alone