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The Divide

She called upon my touching divides, please let them be

We laughed and sighed throughout the night, glory let us be

We stole away and forgot goodbyes, don’t let them see

But life is short and then she cried, hanging onto me

I held on tight and said all’s right, so I lied to she

She left me so and quite alone, broken, and bloody

Now I’m up all night, feeling not quite right, trying divided memories

 

 

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