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Sleeping eyes hath seen thy face
alone within my dreams
desolate but still, a pulse
that cries out for hopless things

And iv seen tears once upon a dream
of trials to far beyond
the touch of my breaking heart
when i awake, still you are gone

And here you seem so close i call
and expect that you should hear
close enough to feel my hurt
bled in every single tear

Upon the dawns sweet mournings
within my tattered cell i wake
and without a hand to hold
again my heart should break

Youre face, it is salvation
youre love my sweet disease
just one touch, i know from you
could bring me to my knees



In mine mind you circle so
... im always thinking of you
tomented, but how i crave it now
...Thats how i know i love you



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On Friday October 26th, 2007, Instant Insanity (768) writes:
Oh this is quite beautiful. I love this.


On Thursday October 25th, 2007, Theappleofyoureye (406) writes:
wow every peice fit just so perfectly, it sounded old timey in a good way... absolutely beautiful.



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