love is a suicide

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now we drive the night, to the ironies of peace
You can't help deny forever
The tragedies reside in you
The secret sights hide in you
The lonely nights divide you in two
All my blisters now revealed
In the darkness of my dreams
In the spaces in between us
but no bodies ever knew
Nobodys
No bodies felt like you
Nobodys

Love is suicide