Of love's dark deeds

I am weary
of this life so dreary
of working until the end of each day
with never any time left for play
of being alone, lost without you
so you see it doesn't matter what I do
it's not the work that's got me down
it's simply the fact that you're not around
to hold me in your arms nightly
starring at the stars shining brightly
the world revolving for just us two
that's how it seemed when I was with you
I curse myself for giving in to you
for all you said was so untrue
like you... like you
I mutter incoherently
of love's dark deeds...

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