The Last Page
A dropp of honey to soothe my burning heart
A tinge of ecstasy to hide these pricking blues
A swim across Lethe to sink into nothing but oblivion
Ah! Things impossible are the things most desired.
Irreparable has my heart turned
Incorrigible has my life become
Incapable am i to pull myself back to me
Invisible turned the path that took me here.