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Tonight we'll walk down a dark and forgotten path, Where few dare to tread. We'll return to that place where it all began, Where I first felt to warmth of your lips, That place where you touched my soul. And as we hold hands, pushing through the darkness, I'll remember the rhythm of your beating heart. Tonight you'll remember that feeling too, As my soul resonates with yours. What you'd thought was gone Only buried itself deep in your heart.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC
Buried Alive
Tonight we'll walk down a dark and forgotten path, Where few dare to tread. We'll return to that place where it all began, Where I first felt to warmth of your lips, That place where you touched my soul. And as we hold hands, pushing through the darkness, I'll remember the rhythm of your beating heart. Tonight you'll remember that feeling too, As my soul resonates with yours. What you'd thought was gone Only buried itself deep in your heart.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC
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