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Scent from your hair
a love that you you've spared
a wonder of the world
a poetry has been told

a kiss of goodnight
so u can sleep tight
so you dont have to fight
against nightmares and fears of flight

reminding the cold
the frozen december,yet so bold
yet warm...fire from your hold
t hold to my flesh

flesh cold...blooded and wounded
fell down to many times
and left brusied
but scars and slice are none to your smile

your face and you life...you've been raced
your beauty you've raised
my pain and aching is painless
due to your singing with within my sleep
your love you;ve whispered

i stay comatized
its my karma
for giving you so much pain
for makeing your heart bleed