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By j. knipp Date: 2006 Aug 14 Comment on this Work [[2006.08.14.23.45.4588]] |
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Your countenance is to my detriment I feel your phantom eyes intent On my face while I walk my dreams And though I do not quake, it seems At night I cannot shut you away You linger in my heart, in my heart you stay Please come back to me If not to kiss off un-tears Then to show me the River Lethe And take back these years No, I would not hedge against heaven Nor sack it, in spite of hell I only know the word love, When you release me of it. |