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Dec 2011
The sorrow is taking over me,
can't believe this is real,
He is taking the breath out of me,
there is no one to heal.
Me.

Our fights seem pointless,
but we argue on and on,
we don't understand any of this,
we continue untill we're done.

You tell me to leave,
and so I do,
Somehow I believe,
our love is still true.

And though we are apart,
I can feel it ever so strong,
our hearts,
together belong.

In the misty rain,
his grip came on me,
out of your window,
looking at me.

To the ground I fell,
with you by my side,
He is taking me now,
Please don't cry.

The Angel of Darkness,
with his black wings,
carries me off,
as she sings.

Please don't leave,
I am sorry for the sorrow I have caused,
My one true love,
Please don't leave,
I love you.

Though nothing happened,
the wind howling in her ears,
she waited for him to come back,
but all that came were her tears.
Lucien Freeman
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