She Heard My Body Dying

My Dying Bride

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I watched the youth drip from my face
As I cut her free upon the water.
My name reversed is loneliness,
Increasing the vote to slaughter

Well loved and she still left me.
Her laugh, brief and vile.
With naked foot I gave chase
Mile after sorry mile

Why is this for me?

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