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| Resolved Swept before the wind are broken promises left behind. Lies are spread upon my bed, a cover under which to hide. There is no sound, only empty night without a light, filled with a silence so fading it's voice is slight Forgiveness touch with tender care my aching heart, that the pain will surely die now we're apart And in the gentle mercy of a breathing freed from pain... shall I smile into the darkness once again. |
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