Softly as the feathers fall into fire, You gently set ablaze my heart with grief. I'm in wilderness and the lorn is dire, Can love be this cruel to give time this brief?
My devout love for you was your affair, Watched me write my dolorous epitaph. Delirious from the way that you cared Didn't see the signs written in paragraphs.
There's only so much that your soul can bear And I felt it in your touch the passion Of love and hate at life for being unfair. All along your life was a compulsion.
Had I known, would things have been different now? All these wishful thinking of 'if only', Cause you did fell in love with me somehow, But true as it is, douse this fire gently.
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