The Gate

by Midnight suicide   Feb 23, 2007


He walks to the gate but its too late
Shes lying on the ground not making a sound
Hes cursed but the gate his soul it awaits
for if he gives his toll and to gives away his soul
Then the one he loves will rise again like the doves
Though he gave his life away so she could see another day
They will never be apart, because his love is in her heart

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