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Dangling the keys in silence The wails echo from the young and the old With hearts so sore deep in His presence We have come to bow to the blood of our fellows on a day hot, even in the cold It is everyone's soup, truly we know But Oh cry, why have you tasted yours early NO! You promised but they were fulfilled barely You now left us, silent like the graveyard We are strong but still weary Darkness has illuminated our light I have not heard that before They came to take you away from our sight Look at your stars, our dear beloved They are now lonely in a world of pain No more will they shine because you are now a vain Your drums, now sounding bitterly You rested too hot in his bossom We mourn you but......................... I can't write anyfurther Your HOT REST makes my pen weak.
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 1:17 PM UTC
Hot sleep
Dangling the keys in silence The wails echo from the young and the old With hearts so sore deep in His presence We have come to bow to the blood of our fellows on a day hot, even in the cold It is everyone's soup, truly we know But Oh cry, why have you tasted yours early NO! You promised but they were fulfilled barely You now left us, silent like the graveyard We are strong but still weary Darkness has illuminated our light I have not heard that before They came to take you away from our sight Look at your stars, our dear beloved They are now lonely in a world of pain No more will they shine because you are now a vain Your drums, now sounding bitterly You rested too hot in his bossom We mourn you but......................... I can't write anyfurther Your HOT REST makes my pen weak.
Oh death, why. They tested hotly in your bossom
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 1:17 PM UTC
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