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Knowledge of loveKnowledge of loveKnowledge of love
Indeed I know, what men know not. Love is pain, love is life. Let me hand you over a knife, ‘Cause if not, you’ll probably rot.
I know love, but not the pain. How can that be, that is strange. Girl let me tell you, you are weird, With you I feel no fear.
Let us walk that nicely painted path. Girl now we know not wrath, It is a thing of the past. For our difference to the world, out we are cast.
So, now we both know, what men know not. Love is great, love is you. We seat and wait in a pew, With
by ~xavito10
The tomb of a man named samThe tomb of a man, probably called SamThe tomb of a man named sam
Here lies the tomb of a dead man, A man whom no one knew. He was witty and had the charm, He died sitting in a church pew.
He wasn’t catholic or a pagan, But he believed not in Jesus or in Abraham. He from the Holy See was banned, People say his name was Sam.
He was a man with a good heart, The priest told me that in hell he lies. How can that be, he had a good heart. He for a living made ties. He was humble and gave all, He always gave his mom a call. I don’t believe that in hell he
by ~xavito10
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