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On this night, on your grave |
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Thy love, I gather the thorns for thee |
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To speak the scars, sad many.... they are |
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They bleed their palms across thy face |
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They are the tears I wish to shed |
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Yet only tears of red shall fall |
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The scent of dried flowers, rest upon the palls |
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As night graces rose garlands black |
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For bleak laurels of dead lilies and thorns |
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Hang so silently still upon walls draped in ornate death |
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Wailing in sighs deep and forlorn |
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In mourning I wish only to corrupt the silence |
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Cold marble reflections of dreams lucid in sorrow |
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A vision of beauty that forever sleeps |
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I am the one who regrets |
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Her loss, her love, the wasted years |
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For time withers away her ghost |
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And I live only to collect her tears |
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To lament the memory of her laugh |
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For her breath is still held close to thee |
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Yet she sleeps so still in thy arms |
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Yet thy kiss falls harsh on her lips |
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I am nothing yet I am, I am everything yet still I yearn |
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Let these bleak thorn laurels honor the vast sorrow I have endured |
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The sad cypress sings of black star lit nights |
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Caressed by the crescent moon's blood red hue |
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Let the petals fall upon this sullen path |
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For nature's sweet kiss knows your song of tragedy |
