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By jack Date: 2001 Sep 11 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.11.00.55.1906]] |
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come to me my darkness gather i within thy fold smother that which is deep in velvet hold when i calm to peace at last open your fold's of soft caress allow me the freedom of this night to worship once more her memory without lock or key turn for me this dust years old remains of dead'n tears to fluid once more so that i might feel upon my cheeks softest strokes of forgotten dreams yes come to me my darkness oldest of all my friends give me your comfort without light of shame help me true this night |