

UntitledLifes blood was spilt,Untitled
He was run through to the hilt,
All over the carpet it had stained,
Those who he loved so much were pained,
They knew it wouldn't have ended too well,
They cried 'til their eyes did swell,
If only they had had the will,
They could have stopped this saddening kill,
It was her, only her, he kept living for,
It was only her he did adore,
If only she'd gone and never come back,
Then it would be love that he would have lacked,
She loved someone else all too
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RIVER'S RISIN'.
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the turtle moves.
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