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Come,
My sinful Dove tell me
What you know of love,
My Dear;
No one gets out of here
Alive
Take flight,
leave your memories behind
They'll only slow you in time,
And no one gets out of here alive,
My Dear
May
in this moment I confide,
By your loose lipped grin I abide;
If from the morning light
should we hide,
We won't make it alive,
My Dear
My sinful Dove tell me
What you know of love,
My Dear;
No one gets out of here
Alive
Take flight,
leave your memories behind
They'll only slow you in time,
And no one gets out of here alive,
My Dear
May
in this moment I confide,
By your loose lipped grin I abide;
If from the morning light
should we hide,
We won't make it alive,
My Dear
A cynical piece on the nature of careless loving, or an uplifting piece encouraging forward movement in life? You decide. Short, but sweet.
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This is beautiful and very compelling