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I met death once,
she was cold and beautiful.
I think I kept her warm for a while.
I knew a ghost once,
she had a hint of innocence left.
and I think I taught her how to smile.
I met death once,
she was cold and beautiful.
I think I kept her warm for a while.
I knew a ghost once,
she had a hint of innocence left.
and I think I taught her how to smile.