The Rip

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As she walks in the room scented and torn hesitating once more 
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And as I take on myself and the bitterness I felt I realize that love lost 
Wild white horses they will take me away and the tenderness I feel 
Will send the dark underneath will I follow 
Through the glory of life I will scatter on the floor disappointed and sore 
And in my thoughts I have bled from the riddles I've been fed another lie moves over 
Wild white horses they will take me away and the tenderness I feel 
Will send the dark home to me will I follow