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No More...
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No more, I said, not one more tear
No more moments to crush my will
Not one second of looking behind
At what has been in a crazy mind
No more, she said, and kissed my cheek
Making me shiver down to my feet,
Not one more tear I will demand
I have my own I can pretend.
I looked at her: that gracious face
The same I dreamt of every day
Now more gracious than ever before
Seemed calling me to wander more
No more, I said, not one more rose
No scent to quiver up my nose
No colour to delight my eyes
No thorn to waken all the lies
No more, she whispered in my ear
So slowly I could barely hear,
Not one rose that I have grown
Because thorns I have my own
And she caressed my hair just like before
I felt I never wanted her more
A feeling that I lived so rare
I cried, I shivered in despair.
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