At long last a moss tends to tarnish your grave, and your names and your dates may have started to fade. Nice try, time...but this is a timeless pain. Of you I weep in this cold, heavy rain. Those these carefree clouds wash from me these tears, nothing but kind earth can bury this pain:- that this cruel earth has taken you from me, my dear. Lying beside you, under this ground; painless peace buried - my treasure found!Birth sign: Cancer
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