mind tingling as fallin to her death
her sour lips sweet on her death bed
her skin paler then the whitest sheet
The love of my life fallin, down I weep
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The only thing that scares me more than space aliens is the idea that there aren't any space aliens. We can't be the best that creation has to offer. I pray we're not all there is. If so, we're in big trouble.
Ellen DeGeneres