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by Little Ophelia
Copyright 2001 All rights reserved
_ophelia_@Witchcraft.zzn.com
http://allophelia.tripod.com/
[ little breath ]
she starts crying, calling my name from afar
i could feel her presence at the end of this tunnel
her fragrance weighs the air and seduces my mind
without a beginning she would come then embrace me coldly like a shadow
every noise sings her whispers...just like last night
i'm dying in her crimson smile and binding hollow eyes
...until the dawn escapes me