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Beneath your Heart
Its six feet to the floor,
to the circle, number four.
Your wings are what I adore,
they make me love you,
so much more.
In my rapture hear me cry,
Take my hand, close our eyes
In flames I watch you dance
Love gave us,
a one last chance,
For us to bleed, in our Romance.
It's my heart you present,
for show and tell,
It's your voice I hear,
in Hell.
to the circle, number four.
Your wings are what I adore,
they make me love you,
so much more.
In my rapture hear me cry,
Take my hand, close our eyes
In flames I watch you dance
Love gave us,
a one last chance,
For us to bleed, in our Romance.
It's my heart you present,
for show and tell,
It's your voice I hear,
in Hell.
Published 24th Jan 2010
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