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I hope we die holding hands |
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(Two ashes fall up into black clouds) |
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And if we die holding hands |
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(How am I still here missing you somehow?) |
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Many hours, walked with the shadows |
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Beginning the ending of this love sonnet |
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And when I think about it |
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The ending may be right |
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I signed you the stenograph but it may be hard to read |
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(Two ashes fall up into black clouds) |
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(How am I still here missing you somehow?) |
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I hope we die holding hands |
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(Two ashes fall up into black clouds) |
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And if we die holding hands |
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(How am I still here missing you somehow?) |