Set in stone
Like the letters overhead
When my sleep becomes my rest
Lay a flower on my chest
When I’m gone
And the earth becomes my bed
I have nothing to regret
I have lived and loved and left
vampireweather
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Set in stone
Like the letters overhead
When my sleep becomes my rest
Lay a flower on my chest
When I’m gone
And the earth becomes my bed
I have nothing to regret
I have lived and loved and left
vampireweather 