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Desolate Attention to the Attenuated Sequence of Love
Why don’t I see any light?
Why is the dark no longer so bright?
Without you here it’s cold and dark
Without you here life is simple and stark
I was but an arrant fool
I was but an austere tool
Life was elegant in its simplicity yet complicated in its passions
Life was beautiful while unclad yet still gorgeous in all arid actions
Now my heart is a void
Now my heart is drained
You’re love that surfeiting my life may now sicken and so wither
You’re love that gave access of the emotion that now so makes my life macabre
Thank you for making my heart a cadaver
Thank you for your direful love
I am gaunt
I am morbid
I was loved
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