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Weep Of Lost

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In silence thee lay of the long sleep
In company of misery comforting my wake
Stones of glass shattering true love deep 
Beneath the iris and nest of swallows

Weep of lost passion for best tomorrows
The passing of yesterdays sorrows
And the rising soul of love fold 
Tears of my eyes seeking out thee 

Oh pity me not of my lusting staff 
Ever denying me my cup of swill gin
As my maiden lay ill on her last breath
I un-betrothed with my meandering misgiving's

Now thee passed the gates into eternity
Prone upon my sword I soon seek
Absolution of the fornicator's sin
Beneath the iris and nest of swallows

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