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Bane Of Thy Heart
L (11-03-1977 / )

Bane Of Thy Heart

Languish ye not
In thy ill-fated moments
Nor lavish thyself
In the vile therein,

And heed ye not
Its repetitive calling
That obsessively whispers
Again and again,

For the tormented mind
Shall have no relief,
Though the soul begs
For holy reprieve,

While thine eyes
Shall bare witness
To the bane of thy heart
And thy conscience
Is tortured and grieved.

Copyright ©2006 Leaven

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