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After the death and what resides I suppose
Your spirit flows through the room
I feel the bass of your heart
Your eyes seep into my soul
As I sit and weep
Vines sweetly bind my wrists
To the bed we called home
All your love pours through my bones
As I scream out pain
Swirls of passion fill the room
Music flows as wind through air
Pain is not so near at all
As I get intombed by you
I feel the bass of your heart
Your eyes seep into my soul
As I sit and weep
Vines sweetly bind my wrists
To the bed we called home
All your love pours through my bones
As I scream out pain
Swirls of passion fill the room
Music flows as wind through air
Pain is not so near at all
As I get intombed by you
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