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Blissering cold tingeling bitterness
bursting through the still air
darkness crawling silently bringing us to rest
whiping out the moments unfair.
Slowly the heart closes the sore,
but pain remains in the quiet cry,
the love may continue but still so tore,
and the final moments finally run by.

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Baby Sue

The moon is here baby Sue,
can you hear how it whispers,
the night is here baby boo,
to wrap you in warm kisses,
the darkness is your silk,
and the smooth window lights,
and the pillow colored with milk,
angels will watch over you tonight.

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Nafnleysa

We've belonged for years and years,
trembeling in the face of love, alone,
I was there to hold your hand in fears,
but betraying struck us too the bone.
We've gone through the madness of love,
but now we're not so strong no more,
two marks apart who are ment to be whole,
countless tears have wet your face and sores.

Now finally you're leaving it all behind,
to seek for something new out in the world,
guts for life and peace you'll find,
in the things we felt and the words we heard.
Leaving will be cold and hard,
but the tunels of your mind will be filled,
with memories of the dying past,
you'll make a your life a greater path,
the hurt will be killed,
fullfilled.

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Portafolioal memorial?

In the morning light shall remain love,
tomorrow shall lift our souls into the light,
greatness of the high towers of memories,
counting moments until the time is right,
madness remains in the open eyes watered,
with endless love life shall stay complete,
dominating feeling of sores and all shattered,
smiling at the future is yet a dying breed.

To whom that shall cover us from thee,
bending into open time to find balance,
love shall be lifted into our time of need,
humble to thouse who care to be free.

Begging for the light and protective,
in the midnight moonlight brightening the dark,
smiles in the pictures say more than million words,
and leaving all behind shall be cold and hard,
madness remains in the open eyes watered,
with endless love life shall stay complete,
dominating feeling of sores and all shattered,
smiling at the future is yet a dying breed.


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