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(Hammill)

Slow motion in the quiet of the
so potent is the smell of her
that you she's eternal,
you think she is everything...
but no-one what she is.
for all you should have said;
her entrance to raise you from the dead
and you think she's with you,
and you think she'll always stay,
always to forgive you,
ready to grant you her mercy
but in her own way.
When she comes, she'll be a
struck dumb, you'll try to
as the drum out the danger...
too late, you should have
that the with the skin so white,
like something out of Blake or
always out the light
and all you owned.

Still you she's forever,
and tomorrow...
but knows where she is.
you swear that you can win her
and your prayer is that want you;
aware - once a saint, now you're a
and your sins are to haunt you
the lady with her skin so white
like out of Edgar Allan Poe
holds your so very tight
and you hope she'll never let go.

Easy targets, easy crosswords, easy
these key margins leave you on the knife,
darkly.
In the end it all comes to sleazy bargains.
That hidden key - you so hard to find it,
all you can is the effort to be worthy;
even now you to be reminded
that La Dame is without mercy.
The with her skin so white -
you never did catch her name -
now she holds you in the
and never let go again,
she'll let go again.