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A Doomed LoverYour unbreathing sleepOur dreamless bed is mine to keep In my dark eyes and frozen arms Nothing lives 'cept my harm Now you're worn with years Years and sorrows Like saints with arrows Once again I see an end I watch it die with a humble sigh Calm these tides of sorrow He leads me away and I follow Sighs and then slumbers Wakes and sighs again Opens up the eyes Sees the ghost again Our dying love, it prays in vain to live And pleads for help, I simply cannot give My devoted love takes tiny backward steps away Loneliness aplenty spreads before me |