I can’t band down lower for the answer -
My mind is seized with hatred and distress.
You didn’t touch my heart strings of compassion,
Inside myself I’m honestly depressed.
We used to take a walk shoulder to shoulder,
Now I’m thinking of my fingers through my fate…
Your soul was loved by mine like a woman loves a soldier,
It seems to be forgotten, but I prayed.
I’ve heard the pretty noise of your confession…
Your frankness and your sorrow and your truth…
My Love's gone; my Love's lost possession;
And your escape was taken up by fools.
Should I perceive the motive of the parting?!
Should I forget and justify the words?!
The strong belief in heavens’ endless guarding
Is thrown out by Power of Lord…
Apart
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