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It is so cold and dark as gloom I'm on the floor hog-tied and bound The door is locked to my new room I don't know if I will be found I'm on the far side of the moon Deep silence I can't hear a sound I really thought I was immune Even though no one was around I think maybe it was about noon I saw you two and my heart drowned You were hand in hand love abloom How on Earth could I have been clowned My hand to my hip then the boom You lay bleeding on the hard ground Caught within the web of your loom Grief and misery both abound Tour song of love was out of tune I weigh treachery by the pound My heart break to you I impugn My once kind smiling face has frowned Horrid deeds drop me in a swoon The gravity does me astound You will be buried this afternoon A grave and tomb will you impound The green-eyed monster sealed my doom But why, why did you so confound A love, a life so opportune My feelings for you so profound A cuckold pathetic buffoon Alas no peace have I found Here on the far side of the moon Here on the floor hogtied and bound You lay bleeding on the hard ground Caught within the web of your loom
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 5:47 PM UTC
The Dark Side of the Moon
It is so cold and dark as gloom I'm on the floor hog-tied and bound The door is locked to my new room I don't know if I will be found I'm on the far side of the moon Deep silence I can't hear a sound I really thought I was immune Even though no one was around I think maybe it was about noon I saw you two and my heart drowned You were hand in hand love abloom How on Earth could I have been clowned My hand to my hip then the boom You lay bleeding on the hard ground Caught within the web of your loom Grief and misery both abound Tour song of love was out of tune I weigh treachery by the pound My heart break to you I impugn My once kind smiling face has frowned Horrid deeds drop me in a swoon The gravity does me astound You will be buried this afternoon A grave and tomb will you impound The green-eyed monster sealed my doom But why, why did you so confound A love, a life so opportune My feelings for you so profound A cuckold pathetic buffoon Alas no peace have I found Here on the far side of the moon Here on the floor hogtied and bound You lay bleeding on the hard ground Caught within the web of your loom
This is sort of a Tom Dooley and Barbra Allen thrown in the blender.
#moon#jealousy#tragedy#revenge#cuckold
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Lampasas, TX
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 5:47 PM UTC
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