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Jan 2016
My face is scarred with grief,
And regret for my failures,
For all the acts of mischief,
That now, I've lost you too.

How I've been awake through the night,
Dreaming of your presence,
Of the beauty released at your sight,
And the emptiness within me resolved.

Shake me awake, o Goddess of Love,
Though never have I been asleep.
Kiss me good night, o Goddess of Love,
Though it's the night I know too well.

I am empty without,
Like a sky with no wind,
Like an order with no shout,
There's no me without you.

You are all that I need,
Forget those friends and family.
It's you towards I want to lead.
None else could fulfil my longing.

From dark and grim, rescue me,
My fallen angel, lost grace of mine,
Or what else could I ever be?
But crippled, pained and sorry.
Written by
Rube Frost
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