I still hear your voice
Just a whisper riding the wind
And I can smell your scent
As it remains upon my skin
The taste of your final kiss
Lingers like poison on my tongue
Your touch so bitter sweet
It still makes me come undone
The blood, it flows
Even from your ice cold heart
Painting my everlasting love for you
Under this crimson river we shall part.
And this dirt beneath my nails
Is the only proof left to be found
As my love for you
Is buried deep beneath this ground


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