When my mind drifts away from you:
I go astray,
In a lugubrious mood timelessly,
My fatal heart suffers the final strain,
Once again.
I refuse for this love to wane,
For it keeps me entirely sane.
Difficulty to abstain this inviolable hold and,
Bereft of thee worlds finest,
A forlorn girl I ought to be labelled,
In the midst of my feelings,
Condemned!
Have you no heart?
~Merees Nero
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