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Tears grow stronger
My wet cheeck shines lonely in the night My sould struggle to get out It yearns for you touch Your warm hands,your sweet lips But the rain keeps falling harder each day Come save me, the one I lust for Come and take my pain away Cause without you, love My life ain't nothing but a coffin of nails. Night by night I linger here With no hope and not resolve Oh! Miss Death come press you gentil hand on me Touch the loving heart of a corps That scream the name of her, my saviour.
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