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Oct 2014
Promise me that you'll be here when I wake up from my death.
Promise me that you'll still love me when it's time for my rebirth.
Grasp my cold, limp hands as I lay there lifeless.?
Don't find someone else to occupy your time, your heart...
And in my death, the distance will only make our love grow.As we wait for the day to arrive, live patient with the violence and corruption.
For when the day does finally come; it will bring us such glorious satisfaction.
And as we bond together in a lifeless form
Like the ocean meeting the shore.  
We will have an eternity to be together again
To share our passion evenmore.
karen dannette
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karen dannette  NV
(NV)   
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