The words for you cannot be spoke
For with these words
Would come the essence of hope.
Hope cannot come where there is none
Wonder in the eyes
Why must it be done?
It must be done because nothing is left
My heart now empty and cold
Victim of cruelest theft.
Theif in the night lying in wait
I must fall for you
Must taunt my very fate.
Fate so cruel saw fit you to me
In the heart love
Alas was not to be.
Was not to be for there was no hope
Hope will not live
Where the words will not be spoke.
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