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Jul 2014
If you steal my heart
There will be no stain;
No red sudden mark
Like faint tears in rain.

There will be no stain
If the breast should flood.
Like faint tears in rain
Blood will hide in blood.

If the breast should flood
In my open shirt
Blood will hide in blood
There will be no hurt.

In my open shirt
In this silent place
There will be no hurt;
Until death’s dark grace.

In this silent place
Silence will remain
Until death’s dark grace
Steals the heart again.
Chris Weallans
Written by
Chris Weallans  London
(London)   
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