About your neck I placed the noose
I wanted to be rid of you
Forgetting the soul is immortal
Upon your head I placed a crown
And we lived like David did
Among sheep and pomegranate trees
I sent that angel to help you unravel
The tired knots of shame
Through your kiss I came
To death's burial
To show you how it's done
If I ever had a child
It would be you
If I ever had a friend
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