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Opeth My Arms,
Your Hearse |1998 Prologue
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A morning in magenta,
the petals fed from the dew
She held her breath for a moment
to pause off the stream
Still clinging to vast, old memories
And I would marvel at her beauty
playing through the rain
The coffin is beautifully engraved
Stained by soil, symbols of death
All of which are stared upon,
with porcelain eyes it seems
Some spoke, and it was my turn to go In death entwined,
I could not believe
But it hangs around my neck
A soft breeze passed me by,
somewhat warmer for a second
I knew it was the coming of spring,
thus our APRIL ETHEREAL
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Annons
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Baefulwrath
Fri 12 Jun 2009 22:11
Btw, Det där är ingen lång text...<br />
Dem har gjort texter längre än vad min skärm är stor!<br />
(O jag har ganska så stor upplösning kan jag meddela! :P )
Dem har gjort texter längre än vad min skärm är stor!<br />
(O jag har ganska så stor upplösning kan jag meddela! :P )
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