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break up poem

i love to steal awhile away
beneath my window in a city street
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
the fragrance came
the hypocritic days
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
if the red slayer think he slays
the little white prayers
what shall we do now
in your arms was still delight
beneath the warrior's helm
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
why so sad my lovely one?
simply speaking

 



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