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Runaway Love
As the moon peaks out of a cloudy black sky,
After raindrops wash the dead,
I can see the foot prints of my runaway love,
And my heart is stilled with dread,
For on the cemetery ground where her feet left tracks,
Was a letter she wrote for me alone,
It lays in the mud where water pools like blood,
At the foot of my headstone.