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From Gold

Novo Amor

I'll hold, so near and cold
You've exhumed my love

I'm sold, and our story will grow old
But you'll make dust from gold

And I'll know that your heart was once like mine,
Watch the flaws unwind

And I'll throw my love to the ground
And I'll tear you out...






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