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The ache is deep
Oh there is an ache in me
That cuts so deep
That no one can see
A pain that cease to be free
The pain it reaps
My eyes that weep
My soul that bleeds
To my lips that need
The feel of a pulse
Not a blade of a knife
That peirces my soul
And begs for my life
That cuts so deep
That no one can see
A pain that cease to be free
The pain it reaps
My eyes that weep
My soul that bleeds
To my lips that need
The feel of a pulse
Not a blade of a knife
That peirces my soul
And begs for my life
Published 2nd Nov 2012
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