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XeniaRyder
HaroldJoca#258AEf
Feb 19
Our soulsMay be gone from the land of the living
Our soulsMay be gone from the land of the living
And never shall I beI wish I had been thereI see your smile in the beams of the sunAnd there would be no more fear
And gone will be the tears.And having you listen to me moanSometimes I know I hurt youI know she would say ...Please don't be so sad.