The all consuming blackness of night,
Attaches to my ever weary heart.
So cruel are you to leave and fight;
To think it best we forever part.
I shall remember the way we were.
The bewitchment of my being is never more.
To never see you again, I do prefer.
Thoughts of you make me sore.
Forgive my weakness, for ten years past.
My heart has misplaced what was given me.
Heats needed embrace has quicked my hast.
Promises made; I shall not outlive thee.
Tho, I grow old my love will not wizen
Forever I wait, by the horizon.
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