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Does the undead feel love

yet we can't see the peace of the dove

We are of the night

Yet we some of us go into the light

I embrace her at night

For i would die in light

How do i show her that i care

but nothing except a stare

Then she askes me to come into the light

but she know not of my fright

so she cries and tell go away into the night

but yet she follows me always

but never in the light of day

I cry at night because she is away

But i night she is here and i hold her tight