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Mark how our shadow, mark Movits mon fre're
One small darkness encloses
How gold and purple that shovel there
To rags and rubbish disposes
Charon beckons from tumultous waves
Then trice this ancient digger of graves
For thee ne're grapeskin shall glister
Wherefore my Movits come help me to raise
A gravestone over our sister
Even deserous and modest abode
Under the sighing branches
Where time and death, a marriage forebode
'twixt beauty and ugliness ashes
To thee ne're jealousy findeth her way
Nor happiness footstep, swift to stray
Filleth amid these barrows
E'en enmity armed, as thou seest this day
Piously breaketh her arrow
The little bell echoes the great bells groan
Roved in the door the precentor
Noisome with quiristers prayerful moan
Blesses those, who enter
The way to this templed city of tombs
Climbs amid roses yellowing blossoms
Fragments of mouldering briers
Till black-clad each mourner, his station assumes
Bows there deeply in tears
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Usher : Burn
I don't understand why
See it's burning me to hold onto this
I know this is something I gotta do
But that don't mean I want to
What I'm trying to say is that I-love-you i just,
I feel like this is coming to an end
And its better for me to
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et it go now than hold on and hurt you
I gotta let it burn
[Verse 1]
It's gonna burn for me to say this
But it's comin from my heart
It's been a long time coming
we da been fell apart
Really wanna work this out
But I don't think yo-
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u're gonna change
I do but you don't
Think it's best we go our separate ways
Tell me why I should stay in this relationship
When I'm hurting baby, I ain't happy baby
Plus there's so many other things I gotta deal with
I think that you shoul....
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