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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Forbidden Song
Tortured heart, forbidden song Come with me, don�t take too long I can cure you, I can soothe Take a chance, what have you to lose? Scarred soul, forbidden song Forget what is right and wrong I can help you, I can ease Just hold out your hand, please? Weeping eyes, frozen tears Forbidden to taste all your fears Do not worry, do not lament I am the one that they sent... I can be the balm for your wounds I can be the song to tame your moods I can be the remedy for all that ails I can be the buyer for the goods you seek to sale.
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