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These scars long have yearned for your tender caress. To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own |
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Rend my heart open, then your love profess. A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone |
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You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet |
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To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep |
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The wolf I will follow into the storm. To find your heart, its passion displaced |
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By ire ever growing, hardening into stone. Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace |
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You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet |
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To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep |
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I know not if fate would have us live as one. Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound |
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The wish I whispered, when it all began. Did it forge a love you might never have found? |
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You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet |
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To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep |
