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Holding the brushes They falsely paint - grace With infected blood Gaining bankrupt wealth. Buried my love Beneath a luminous tree Hidden in the earth From the impiety of untrue souls. In the dark hours we met In silence lived our love We stole the seeds The unsuspecting tree had nothing to say. Rendezvous in shadows and light Journey's through this sacred love Swimming through lively veins With all our hands can hold.
Written by Emily
Submitted by Emily