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| Written in 1997. |
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Is very narrow. I've been hit With Cupid's arrow. Hope deferred Makes the heart sick, But a longing fulfilled Might do the trick. She would be My tree of life If she just Would be my wife. I'd treat her well, Best as I could. I'd attempt perfection, As I know I should. Her wish would be A command to me. Enslaved by her I would be free. Until the time comes, I will burn. It's not easy. That's what I learn. Tolerating the passing of time, A challenge in its own. A deep depression in my soul Has been tightly sewn. I don't live But merely exist. Chances with her I feel I've missed. Regret tastes so bitter On my tongue. Curtains of sorrow In my mind have been hung. Hanging next Could be my neck. Without her I'm such a wreck. Ask of the Lord And you will be given. Then why lacking her Am I still living? Her love or my death Is what I desire. Life without her Is hell burning fire. |
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