The life of love slowly leaves me,
As the curves of your face become blurry,
For the tears darken not just the eyes,
But also the hope that in them lies.
I despise the cruelty in you,
The reasons you give in lieu,
The immunity you have to my tears,
And the way you play with my fears.
Let me bring my lips to your eyes,
So I may drink each tear that hides.
Give me the pain that lies in your heart,
Let me love you as much I can on my part.
Let your mind not play tricks on our love,
For punishment rains endlessly from above,
Let me go or let me come to you,
Those truly loved are very few.
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