In solitude, does fear now grip their heart?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
In solitude, does fear now grip their heart?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
My memory, a sudden, piercing sting,
Does longing seize them, making their spirit swing?
Oh, those days, oh, those days, a faded gleam,
Those days, do they recall them in a dream?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
In solitude, does fear now grip their heart?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
Moments shared, our intertwined embrace,
Will they remember, etched upon time's face?
Moments shared, our intertwined embrace,
Will they remember, etched upon time's face?
Letters penned in blood, a fiery art,
Burning in hate, yet playing their part,
Do they still whisper, my name to impart?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
In solitude, does fear now grip their heart?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
They'd weave a web, a hundred alibis,
A friend beside, beneath the moonlit skies.
They'd weave a web, a hundred alibis,
A friend beside, beneath the moonlit skies.
Fragrant nights and days of sweet delight,
Our love's bright dawn, now lost to the night.
Do they still visit, in their mind's own sight?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
In solitude, does fear now grip their heart?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
My memory, a sudden, piercing sting,
Does longing seize them, making their spirit swing?
Oh, those days, oh, those days, a faded gleam,
Those days, do they recall them in a dream?
Erased my presence, do they now feel the dart?
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