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The silver dagger
(22 ianuarie 2006)
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Her angel figure wears a cloak
Of demons and enticing pleasures
That rest in silence to provoke
The mantle of elusive measures
And she escapes without a touch,
While blending shadows in her eyes
Evade my sweet romantic clutch
Beneath the star-filled winter skies...
But I catch not upon a whim
The footsteps rushing from behind
And there she stabs me in the limb
Without a conscience ‘pon her mind
But I love thee! Love thee, backstabber!
My death is sweetest by your part,
As you have brought your silver dagger
In weeping havens of a heart.
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- WinterSnowfall
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