Of Love and Life and Pain
Life, you're a little more long tonight
a blast through a soft fleeting light
too fast, too soon, gone out sight
Love, you're a little forlorn tonight
a chill, but still, grasping for light
once tight, but now shaken with fright
Forefather's warm these strains
unburden me of my visceral pain
dare to make life, alive again
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