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Feb 2014
The tingling rose fed its way into the hall
Yet the place drew a silence ...
Up the stairs it grew
Ready for the lair
Ready for your lips
Breath easy
Breath the still
For you know its there
You can feel it round you as you gasp a quite scream
The tingling rose has entered
And because of this
It is you that is the chosen one
It is you that needs to bleed the earth
Shhh for now you are mine
And only I can take you from this haunting
Say you love me
Say you will join me
As I bequest this rose for freedom
Freedom from the evil that lays
So that you may live in my
Last breath....My Love
andy fardell
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