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Love and Tragedy

Yes, I have loved with love,
That was more than love,
More than love,
Drove myself mad with this love
With this love,
Hoping to catch a glimpse of my love
my love,
Just seeing was not enough for me
seeing my love,
My love,
So I met her, my true love,
And so true it was.

Yes, I married this girl with joy
with joy,
The splendid sense of so much joy
so much joy,
And I felt so much,
My heart melt,
Melt with all my joy,
My joy,
Going to sleep with her, my true joy,
And so true it was.

Yes, I watched this girl die with sorrow
My sorrow,
The fire that did it also ignited my sorrow
My sorrow,
And there was nothing to console this sorrow
This sorrow,
my sorrow,
Even still into tomorrow,
No cope in hope to borrow,
so I stayed in sorrow,
My sorrow,
Going to sleep without my love,
My true sorrow,
And so true it was.

Yes, I heard those gruesome tolls alone
just me alone,
I stood looking at her stone while alone
so alone,
Minding on what to do, now that I’m alone,
Alone,
So alone,
Listening to the bells of malicious tones,
Those horrifying, loud drones,
Those dreadful, terrible moans,
Those agonizing, tumultuous groans,
Of so many people who are also alone
just like me alone,
No one left, no one here,
I was happy once, but now I hear,
The toll of those bells alone,
So alone,
And my joy and my love,
Is now so far above,
Leaving me here so alone
alone,
May I hope she rests in peace,
Even through my pain’s increase of sorrow,
At least until tomorrow,
Where I will still be alone, truly alone,
And so true it still is.

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