head over heels ~ for him
she falls to her knees
grasping mud and blood with bare hands
release thy darkness ~ he whispers sweetly into her ear
there's no light left in love, my lovely
~ but I am here
if dreams could be real
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
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