Love's Eternal Voice
A real man's heart is true to thine
where true love bleeds in words,
where upon life's righteous blade
pierce tongue and eyes til blurred.
For true love is the depth of man
and the breadth of the universe,
to catch a failing heart to love
T'was more than my heart deserved.
But if my eyes should take leave of you
and the void causes your eyes to weep,
know that I never stopped loving you
T'was just time for my heart to sleep.
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