Lonely am I
My hart doth sink
Cast from the company of thy
Like the insurable stink
With you gone
I am forlorn
I wish for you with ever dawn
But thou dost not come, I morn
You held my hart
Deeply so
But now we part
I can’t let you go
It’s been many a day
Sine we last spoke
But you wont stay
Even when I provoke
The minds of humanity
Are putty to me
But not of thee
Cant you not see
I cannot command you
And I know not why
But your vaccine is true
Free from me to fly
Your will is strong
And we are unique
I have felt like this long
But to speak it to weak
For you take away
What others give
If by you I stay
I can just barley live
We do have in common
But much more opposed
Like the proverbial shaman
Or the paths we have chose
I have known you
For many years now
I wish to tell it true
But don’t know how
How can I tell
How I feel
I am not well
Not like water nor steel
Maybe I am, to young to think
I write with quill of dove
And letters of ink
But in words, I know not of love
Without rhyme or reason
Nor knowing why I care
Like the changing of the season
I just know it’s there
All I can say
And have it be true
Is no matter the day
I will never not love you
So like I said before
Since I said it in the title too
This for ever more
Is my letter to you
My hart doth sink
Cast from the company of thy
Like the insurable stink
With you gone
I am forlorn
I wish for you with ever dawn
But thou dost not come, I morn
You held my hart
Deeply so
But now we part
I can’t let you go
It’s been many a day
Sine we last spoke
But you wont stay
Even when I provoke
The minds of humanity
Are putty to me
But not of thee
Cant you not see
I cannot command you
And I know not why
But your vaccine is true
Free from me to fly
Your will is strong
And we are unique
I have felt like this long
But to speak it to weak
For you take away
What others give
If by you I stay
I can just barley live
We do have in common
But much more opposed
Like the proverbial shaman
Or the paths we have chose
I have known you
For many years now
I wish to tell it true
But don’t know how
How can I tell
How I feel
I am not well
Not like water nor steel
Maybe I am, to young to think
I write with quill of dove
And letters of ink
But in words, I know not of love
Without rhyme or reason
Nor knowing why I care
Like the changing of the season
I just know it’s there
All I can say
And have it be true
Is no matter the day
I will never not love you
So like I said before
Since I said it in the title too
This for ever more
Is my letter to you


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