GRISLY GAME OF LOVE

 

I the impassionate to play the game of love. 

Will seek the spirit of love, blessedness thereof. 

Was anguish to love, i the quite imperfect, 

But upon whom i fall, i know not. 

I've searched for you on every night. 

I've called out for you in every dream. 

Blameless in due time, but in silent grave. 

And my nights are slow, sad and strange. 

When my words fall heavily, none come to listen. 

No longer need you to hide too well

I the falling leaf of autmn, seek the perfect race. 

I the eld thought, seal the deal to heal. 

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