Autumns (The)
Desole
Look in her eyes
as she laughs at the world
Waxen arms with wings tied
veil the troubles denied
As flakes
through the air
of a soft april snow
Falling wet
to the ground
so her frail hopes are bound
I know that you're searching for truth
and I know
that you hurt
but I cannot be the one
Who holds
you enclosed in his arms
whispering
in your ear
for I love another, it's true
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