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 Hope
 My
				heart´s locked up And
				buried aliveIn a coffin
 made of fears.
 And
				goldish chainsThey do embrace
 What untrue embraces cut.
 My
				heart´s locked upAnd guarded by tears
 For hurt and
				pain
 And broken trust
 Gave birth
 To blooding love.
 I´ll
				offer theeThis golden key
 For thee may be
 Worth it.
 And
				not only a keyBut with it my heart
 And it´s biggest
				fortune
 I lay in your hand
 You
				might be my saviour, my resurrectionYou might be my darkest
				funeral.
 My
				faith, my future,My heart, my fears,
 My guarding tears
 And
				all my loving bloodFrom now on
 It lies in thy hands!
 
 ©2004AnnaLiljaHaefele   More
				poems written by Anna Lilja 
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