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| When Love Doth Die All That Tis Left Tis The Void: As I sit here wondering what life has in store for me It seems that all I can see Is passion that abounds Yet for me nothing tis found As I offer you this my heart worn upon this my tattered sleeve To those tis offered I ask why doth thou leave Tis all one can offer and tis precious least to me So I ask again why tis its value something that thou can�t see As I see you walk off into the distance as thou goes I doth finally understand what it seems thou knows My value tis not all to me that it doth seem For a caressing touch and loving kiss will always be a dream As thou fade from my sight I look up to see the failing light Looking down the heart doth skip a beat Then the darkness that tis the void mine heart it doth eat All that tis left for me Is the void for it art all mine eyes now doth see ~SirEros~ |
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