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death is a beating drum
I feel
I do not feel
I went and died with you
my sweetest love
could carry on a breeze
my heart
my soul
is yours
I bury them, with you
it seems even death
cannot pri us apart
impatient for my time
I wait in semi-state
for all my breath's to breathe
for the heart that is yours to seize
for the darkness where we will meet
I wait, death is a beating drum.
I do not feel
I went and died with you
my sweetest love
could carry on a breeze
my heart
my soul
is yours
I bury them, with you
it seems even death
cannot pri us apart
impatient for my time
I wait in semi-state
for all my breath's to breathe
for the heart that is yours to seize
for the darkness where we will meet
I wait, death is a beating drum.
Published 3rd Mar 2016
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