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January 11th, 2023
Which love that moves past life, by d.s.l.
Set in my hand your leave
Come back to me only to depart me be
Wrapping your chains to memories
You took my heart and now we’re apart
Haunt the shadows of doors you left unclosed
“My mind is set, I’ve found my happiness”
Play me like dreams in tears that you won’t clean
Giving yourself to those that couldn’t come close
Our hearts were paired but never held
Like keys that fit but cannot turn
You leave our love in attic urns
Of memories of us that you did burn
Across the plains you spread your pain
When you can just call me my name
You mourn your hope on other ones
Left me with threads of life undone
On days that we will pass away
Our love to hell I still shall say
“Oh God, I cannot bide for I might cry”
Without my bride left in July
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