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The crying gameA Poem by EmpressPoetessThe sun is setting behind me a vision of gold Your walking away from me is a vision so cold My eyes shimmer, damp with grief our love is dyin.. |
The crying gameA Poem by EmpressPoetessThe sun is setting behind me a vision of gold Your walking away from me is a vision so cold My eyes shimmer, damp with grief our love is dyin.. |