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Atkins Nicole

I foresaw you like an old ghost story From a family tree that was handed down to me I've known you like a siren song that warns I've been informed you

Darling, why you look so sad Has this place got you anxious Trust me, it?s not you I?ve been wondering for days How to make them go away There?s just

I am raising a flag I am just too tired now to fight It?s white and it?s waving Can?t we save this for another night I used to be afraid, but now I crave

I?ve been trying to know you You seem a ruthless one What is your history? What is your history? What do you want me to show you? What past is buried