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Dec 2011
Dismal rays of light illuminate my view
Within the darkest nights I'm haunted by you
I've found myself a resolution
Loaded drink my trusted solution

Tears so warm and dripping of lost love
They're as hot and red as my own blood
I can't, I just can't get enough
Of your diseased terminal love

But it's in your arms when I am freezing
Inside those cold dead arms I am freezing
I never thought I'd stop believing

But you taught me how
Somehow
Disgrace becomes my place
Love is replaced by hate
You reminded me why I built the gate
With one more sip I reiterate
I hope, from your image, to escape
David P
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   --- and M P Hill
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