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Battle Of You
Hear the wind, faintly blowing.
It whispers names of the dead.
Smell the flowers, slowly showing.
They were jewels in your garden.
See the dancer, gracefully flowing.
She was a heart's old desire.
Taste the fruit, ever growing.
Forbidden things exist forever.
Touch the lover, regretfully knowing.
Hand in hand in a dog eat dog.
It whispers names of the dead.
Smell the flowers, slowly showing.
They were jewels in your garden.
See the dancer, gracefully flowing.
She was a heart's old desire.
Taste the fruit, ever growing.
Forbidden things exist forever.
Touch the lover, regretfully knowing.
Hand in hand in a dog eat dog.
Published 1st Aug 2012
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