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from The beauté faye upon her face, Non erthly thing it may desface. (Cult Of Lilith) by Isabella James

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Amphitrite on the sublime and the beautiful.

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It was dark that night on the battlefield,
It was dark the night I died,
The battlefield made of phosporates and,
Other beautiful things.

I held a photograph in a locket,
A locket falling from a skyscraper,
Landing on you,
Protecting you.

There's nothing I can do now,
There's nothing I can do now,
There's nothing I can do now,
It's okay I promise.

If I could bring you back I could,
Your voice of valium,
The way you dig and claw through walls,
So desperately to find nothing.

But you can't come back,
No one can come back,
We can try,
If all we needed was love.

I miss that,
I miss your pain,
I miss my pain,
I miss you.

There's nothing I can do now,
There's nothing I can do now,
There's nothing I can do now,
It's okay I promise.

And so I pulled out a lighter,
I looked at the locket,
And I looked at your photo,
And there was one word on it.

Thallasaphobia.

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from The beauté faye upon her face, Non erthly thing it may desface. (Cult Of Lilith), released February 15, 2023

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