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When I find the living a bore
There's a place I go
I answer the call, go over a wall
Where the crosses are all in a row
Mind the trees, get down on my knees
There's a hole in the gate
I look 'round, that I won't be found
And sit down next to his grave
If you squirm at the Conqueror Worm
This is no place for thee
Or if you fright at the mere site
Of the corpse of my Annabel Lee
If you fear there's something you hear
A heart beating under the floor
Still your heart, there's no need to start
It's just me having tea with Lenore
Sit here on the ground
Dead leaves in the trees all around you
Come enter this land
Take this book in your hands
If you find the living a bore
There's a place you can go
Answer the call, go over the wall
Where the crosses are all in a row
Mind the trees, get down on your knees
Sneak in just like the breeze
Look 'round, though you won't be found
It's just you, Edgar Allan and me
Sit here on the ground
Dead leaves in the trees all around you
Come enter this land
Take this book in your hands
Annons
Anonymous
Fri 9 Sep 2011 22:07
Jättevacker bild! Kyrkogårdar är så fridfulla~ Har du tagit den?
Anonymous
Fri 26 Aug 2011 18:27
^___^
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