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The Lost Love |
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The Lost Love |
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A dark cold
breath like the dead of night crept over my lover's face the drops of death ran down my cheeks and into our last embrace I held her tight and prayed to god that he wouldn’t let her go she was my love my teacher who helped my heart to grow but she had left that night lying in the earth I did not have her anymore And where was I but left alone with no one in the world I had lost the one I did adore Forever more |
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