Demether
her last home church version
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Just like oil on canvassÃu0085
Touch of red, mostly blackÃu0085
Thick are the air and the fog that hide her from youÃu0085
WeepsÃu0085 shadowÃu0085
Cries Ãu0085 sparkleÃu0085
ÃShe sleeps, she sleepsÃu0085Ã
Once in time, there she was,
Standing by the willow tree,
Longing for an old feeling, being hisÃu0085
Now she is like a torn flower,
AloneÃu0085
Among the trees, and underneath the leaves,
There is her last home, she lies there all aloneÃu0085