When the copper bell tolls, Many a broken heart Shall quietly bid farewell to life. Like a wall clock imprisoned by solitude, A broken heart is never late for a date with death, Whether the day is rising Like a purple curtain, Whether the night is falling Like a silky black blind, Broken hearts always...
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