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The time was a dispassionate observer |
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The frost was penetrating his thoughts |
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It saw what was hidden inside |
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His cold kisses made her blind |
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It was better to pretend that |
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She didn't know the truth |
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Even Though she knew |
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Beyond the shell of her body |
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She hides her bloody tears |
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She has hnown the taste of grief |
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She knows what it is like |
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When the world falls to pieces |
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The shapes and shadows |
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Of their trembling bodies |
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Plaited in love embrace |
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This view is engraved in her soul |
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Her love sleep in the cold ground |
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The shapes and shadows |
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Of their trembling bodies |
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Plaited in love embrace |
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This view is engraved in her soul |
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The pain is a painter of artificial smiles [written by P. Maslanka] |
