The light of few so brightly shone,
and there you left. Going, gone.
Away, away, still further you went
the love strings of my heart so bent
dead and gone, the flame put out
my mind no longer filled with doubt
'you're mine', I say and still you walk
my lips quiver, no way to talk
I cannot go on, not anymore
yet every day I'm at your door
there I stand, alone in the cold
every day until I'm old
come back to me I beg of you
still I wait through rain and dew
prepared to stay until my last day
my love for you shall never fade
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 2:34 AM UTC
The light of few so brightly shone,
and there you left. Going, gone.
Away, away, still further you went
the love strings of my heart so bent
dead and gone, the flame put out
my mind no longer filled with doubt
'you're mine', I say and still you walk
my lips quiver, no way to talk
I cannot go on, not anymore
yet every day I'm at your door
there I stand, alone in the cold
every day until I'm old
come back to me I beg of you
still I wait through rain and dew
prepared to stay until my last day
my love for you shall never fade
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