Words will fail you for once
Actions will freeze into silence
Passion will burn what of you remains
Time will tease you to turmoil
Patience will betray you
What in life remains u will ask
Wrong questions many will rise
In the dark room of misery will
The light gleam your shrouded wills
Can you, but rise! now
Can you, but thank your love
Could it be love yet stop
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