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This weary life in torture keeps<br/>Angst and longing burned so deep<br/>Apart, I ache, as each day dies<br/>So deep in you, your tears I cry<br/><br/>All my faith bestowed upon<br/>You, my every waking dawn<br/>Every hope is cast to sea<br/>Your affections drowning me<br/><br/>Whispered breaths of love do call<br/>In troubled slumber, darkness falls<br/>So, you ask if I am true?<br/>I would die not having you<br/><br/>Tempest shaken, love still stands<br/>Waiting just to take your hand<br/>Heaven hear my plaintive plea<br/>To bring my ain true love to me<br/><br/>^^^that pome is for my love^^^ |
