Like this

Some things are lost, some are dead
like love once shared within a bed
your chest to nestle my sleeping head
these things died!
You I lost without a word
promises you made, how absurd
you never meant one single word
yes, you lied!
You who have gone I'll never miss
what's to be remember in a kiss
you'll never see me cry like this
tis' what's bliss!
What I have lost only I know
it was such a long time ago
now covered well with icy snow
dying's like this!

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