AND SHE LOST TOUCH

SUBTLE, OBSESSIVE THOUGHTS.

Before your name was called up yonder.
You enjoyed your stay here, so did I.
Tell me why you left, you've given me a reason to ponder.
You very well knew we wished to get fonder.
But fate said it was impossible, did you agree?
Or you found a way to escape, go yonder.
You were a sight to behold, a mystery to wonder.
A precious stone among the pebbles,
An algebraic expression, a phenomenon to ponder.
Even if you were born as a smile, I'll still be your lover.
Oh, how your eulogy has drained me.
Wait, wait, let's be together, yonder.
What will I do now? How will I recover?
I'll forever take the blame, I didn't care enough.
Or who's to blame? I'll have to ponder.
I think I'll blame death...and misfortune.
I'll go after them baby, I'll get your revenge,
I'll kill them before my name too is called up yonder.
But I shall first conceive a plan, that's another thing to ponder.

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