A love like this
Like a rose hath withered,
Your love for me hath withered.
The sun has set on the horizon
Death come to taketh me.
Like a bird that sings no more,
Your voice comes to soothe me no more.
The lame horse finally won,
A game ended at the roll of three.
Like a child that hath fallen down,
Your heart hath fallen down.
To find a new love that hath already begun,
My eye can no longer behold thine beauty.
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