I heard a
Siren
And when i looked
Someone yelled
Give up
If i live or die
A flower of heaven
Where the True Body resides
Nothing lives or dies
But is Beauty
Around me
This story
Of a wounded soul
In a Body – your own
I care for, G
I heard a
Siren
And when i looked
Someone yelled
Give up
If i live or die
A flower of heaven
Where the True Body resides
Nothing lives or dies
But is Beauty
Around me
This story
Of a wounded soul
In a Body – your own
I care for, G
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