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i know it's over. | by Pagan Poetry
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i know it's over.

Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head

And as i climb into an empty bed - oh well, enough said

I know it's over still i cling, i don't know where else i can go, over and over...

Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head

See the sea it wants to take me, the knife wants to cut me

Do you think you can help me?

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Uploaded on March 2, 2011