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In the sharp gust of love my memory stirred When time wreathed a rose a garland of shame Its thorn my only delight war torn Afraid to speak, we dare to breathe Majestic, imperial a bridge of sighs Solitude sails in a wave of forgiveness On angels wings Reach out your hands, dont turn your back Dont walk away How in the world, can I wish for this? Never to be torn apart Close to you till the last beat of my heart At the close of day the sunset cloaks These words in shadow play Here and now, long and loud My heart cries out And the naked bone of an echo says Dont walk away Reach out your hands Im just a step away How in the world can I wish for this? Never to be torn apart Close to you till the last beat of my heart How in the world can I wish for this? Never to be torn apart till the last beat Till the last fleeting beat of my heart
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 19:26:12 +0000

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