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THE PURGE

I was searching away And here you are today Your eyes like a blazing fire Melting out my hidden desire. Yes I had fears and fault But now I don't mind a big vault For life itself is a tragedy If death is our destiny. Even if I cannot tame you Life would be very less blue For memories of hunting a lioness Would sure be a pleasant business.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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