Floating in the river, maybe Ophelia's twin
singing about the flowers, the fish and love
No, I say, no more lovely water corpses
what you leave haunts us for ages
These living ghosts wailing down the castles
are they mourning or complaining?
The water lilies set off your palenes
white to even whiter, condemned to virginity
not to speak of death
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-09-23 01:52:27
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