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A Cord Around My Neck Coffee wearies me down, even When she crushed me with a smile Stepped into a puddle of my blood Splashed on her face She stuck out her tongue and tasted a scarlet drop Cold-blooded, her Stopped my heartbeat in an instant Slapped my face With an icy cold hand Wake up! she cried I did, Sought her but found A strange eye, an inimical sword That brought my last glance of the sun Her rosy cheeks and flowery wavy yellow hair |
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