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Bastille~ Haunt~We’ll make our agreements,
About when to meet,
And I’ll leave you in the doorway,
The cold evening aches,
As it leaves in its wake,
All the memories left by the day,
And I’m questioning why,
As you look to the sky,
That it’s cloudless up above our heads,
And thoughts come to mind,
that our short little lives,
Haven’t left the path that they will tread,
They will tread
I come back to haunt you,
Memories will taunt you,
And I will try to love you,
It’s not like I’m above you,























