What mortal pain enslaves my heart

and causes my eyes to cry?

What pain resides in my mind

and forces my lips to lie?

What caustic rain falls on my brow

and burns into my soul?

What voice calls out my name

and pushes me to go?

What lyre sings the notes

that cause my heart to bleed?

What eyes look upon my face

seeing what I need?

Whose lips gently kiss me

as I fall to slumber?

Whose presence, when it is known

makes my heart thunder?

When is the light of sun

ever welcome in my eyes?

When is the love of one

ever broken in my lies?

What mortal pain dwells on my conscience

and causes me to cry?

What pain follows me to my deathbed

as I perpetuate the lie?


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