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Cold ivory hands to blood-thursting lips lace fingers joined from whence shall they sip Silver their eyes yet with tongue-swollen lies graces with red, fettered rose still the smooth venom flows Soft spoken spells as their voice often quells thus alluring her near so alone Come fly to me fly forever, hold me hold me Polished her skin of an ivory blend weaving sorrows within as blue eyes turn to dim Cherish the wine Letras de cancionesof the fool's concubine strangling as she fades so alone I question why they kissed her inside a hollow whispers fly From Letras Mania