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Murder, She Loved Us So

Hearts rewind
As the
Empty set
Crash around us
Like that
Beauty we’ll
Never find
Though a goddess
So deathly contrite
May take
Our life
Will you let
Us spiral down
From these heights
 
He beckons with
But one claw
But he may
Never reach
That golden
Ring
 
Though who
Could ever
Be clean
Enough to
Touch
So eternal
A thing

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