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Lifeblood (Samson's Sigh)

Woman, you fan the fading flames of my mortality Nestled here in your warmth, blissful, soft serenity That soothes and hushes down all hurt rememberings Of triumphs lost, of losses gained, of untold sufferings The spell of your charm seduces, to treachery leads As I grope, as I fumble about, as my lifeblood bleeds.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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