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I gaze within my deepest thoughts
Of love. Accursed thoughts, Which perish whence you call its name, And once more is reborn It resurrects the perished souls, Of eons past, in glimpses gone, Which fills each empty cup with sorrow, And drowns each heart in endless pain. It kills each breath, and taunts each foolish dream of desperation, It smothers desperate cries and shatters wings of angels. Whose bite’s more painful than the bitter cold, And burns more deep than Hell’s eternal flames, It shatters when you call her names, Accursed thoughts Of love I gaze.
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