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And I write this you you my dear, for your eyes alone.
I'm out of heart and these tanks are low.
So cast your days to flame and set your phoenix in flight.
Let her turn to ash among those fourescent light.
Let your love drift deeper, let her wings catch the sky.
Just remember my name girl and remember what died.
I'm out of heart and these tanks are low.
Annons