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This love I feel so tainted with remorse

in bliss and grace on a tragic course

a heart so pure with so much to give

loses its meaning when it breaks

so consumed with what was called love

now it bleeds piercing my heart

tragic losses and favored joys

forever sined and not rejoiced

my remedy so far yet so near I see, yet hard to find

sweetened by the stars and bitter by the moon

bound to its place in the holy lands of broken hearts

where it dwells in pain and shame.