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Three hundred years.
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Kassandra Darakov Time they say can heal
Wait long enough and the pain will leave
Yet a scar will remain.
A black spot upon thy soul.
~x-x~
Three hundred years, is enough to heal
Three hundred years, not enough to forget
Three hundred years, and no regret
Three hundred years have passed without you here
~x-x~
No amount of time can take away,
The memory of death so close
Any amount of time can turn lust to hate,
Fear to repulsion
~x-x~
Three hundred years, is enough to heal
Three hundred years, not enough to forget
Three hundred years, and no regret
Three hundred years have passed without you here.
~x-x~
Time they say can heal,
Given enough time you can move on,
Given enough time, you?ll learn to love again,
After three hundred years my heart is no longer imprisoned.
~x-x~
Three hundred years, teaches you to move on,
Three hundred years brings love anew
Three hundred years brings friends closer,
And three hundred years can tear them apart.
~x-x~
No amount of time can teach you to forget,
But time does teach you how to deal with it,
How to cope, how to live and not just exist,
To find a new passion, a new love.
