Almost

The decimation was sweet this time
Almost sweet as the crime
That did me in, in grevious sin
A harmony that lies within
To symphoneous play
Each and every day
My feet pound earth upon this clay
Oh the subtle sound
Is sweet
Where two halves meet
As whole
Deep in my soul
Sings anew
And as always sings only of you
Not one but two upon a church
Was love ever meant to hurt
Me thinks not
But I forgot
In the falling time
How sweet can be the beautiful divine
To kiss the past
Made to last
Oh love,
Above

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