Ok, this one I don't like very much, it took me like 15 minutes, so it shows, in how crappy it is smile
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As I lie upon this cold bed,
Spirit pouring out by the minute,
I think back to ask what I did.
But alas I have done nothing.
She came along like a disease, a famine.
Her cold fingers plucking at my soul,
And sucking me dry of love.
She’d leave me be for a while,
But as sure as the sun rises, she’d pull my leash
Sending me back into my hellish torment.
I try to run, to flee, my dying heart on the line,
I fall down again and again, losing my will to live.
But then, from the gods themselves, a gift
With one elegant move you are by my side.
You stroke my head and reassure me
Your warm hands give me faith.
As you mend my wounded heart with your pure love
I start feel human once again.
I gave love another chance.
So, as I lie upon this cold bed.
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