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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-11-10 | | ..and tangled up in ivy this tomb her humble home no heartbeat to surrender to so cold and so alone a passing cloud of haven she watches from above you aching for her beauty the lips you used to love these tears of naked sorrow are kisses that you long days pass without tomorrow and no one to belong for she is now your memory her laughter now asleep lay alongside this marble and weep for her just weep
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