if the night is bad company come find me waiting at your door
i have promised not to wander far away
when the dark finds you shivering clutching onto ghosts tethered to photographs scraping at your tongue for suggestions of a taste come find me calling out your name
i have promised to stay
when you see i am not your demons in masquerade come and find me searching for a break in the clouds, some sunlight for your tortured face all these promises we have made and yet
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