The stain of tears
Hidden in her russet locks
As she drifted away from
Her destiny
All behind in sorry
No blame of yet to come
A love so now departed
It is the lady's song
Come to me my lonely
Swim the wanton shore
Hold my hand my darling
For you
My evermore
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
The stain of tears
Hidden in her russet locks
As she drifted away from
Her destiny
All behind in sorry
No blame of yet to come
A love so now departed
It is the lady's song
Come to me my lonely
Swim the wanton shore
Hold my hand my darling
For you
My evermore
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