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My love
Three knives in your head,
blood pouring down your back,
spiders knit their webs in your hair,
snakes wrapping around your neck,
witches and sounds waking you up
in the middle of the night...
This is a farewell my love
blood pouring down your back,
spiders knit their webs in your hair,
snakes wrapping around your neck,
witches and sounds waking you up
in the middle of the night...
This is a farewell my love
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