To The Brown-Eyed Girl

I'd gladly writhe in crystal depths

to stoke the flame that fuels those eyes

and unlock every secret kept.

I'd gladly writhe in crystal depths

and cherish every moment spent

as one by one defenses die...

I'd gladly writhe in crystal depths

to stoke the flame that fuels those eyes...

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