you consume my nights and days
glimpses of your face continues to play
i have been your prisoner til today
choice of many paths but not a way
darken my heart tis maiden of my soul
you empty my heart with a plow
beneath tis pulse emptiness grows
darkness falls where it use to glow
morning dew upon the cow grass
little birds chirping in their nest
a romance falling like a fallen crest
only pain and agony remains til last
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