Owen Smith Biography

Of all the things there are to see
From a crimson sunset
To the autumn trees
I've never seen more beauty yet
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As I walk through a land of ice and snow
My eyes burning red, defying the cold
A swelling hatred, my eyes aglow
I march briskly, a sight to behold
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In the begining it was great
Our love was strong, it could never die
In the end, it was fate
Our love was gone, it was just a lie
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I gave you my heart, in death my soul
Once incomplete, but now it is whole
Like a desert flower, my heart had withered
In your shower of love, my heart was delivered
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Love is an armor stronger than steel
A venom more lethal than time
A cadence more fluid than rhyme
A mortal wound that cannot heal
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