posted on Apr, 25 2016 @ 12:40 PM
She was mine, and I was hers once some time long ago. Stood 'neath the Church tower rising tall and held her in warm embrace and to her confessed the
spell cast upon me. To which she turned and cried out, embracing me, a spell upon her cast as well.
She was mine once, now so long ago. I loved her, love her still, when a spell was cast down upon me and her. I was hers, and she was mine to hold in
the deepest of embrace.
The gods above felt disgrace, I've fallen and sinned, her spell dispelled and mine now a curse.
Once she was mine when she'd run unto me, her tenderness mine and she loved me. I loved her then, love her still. I fall now through depths of a
depressive abyss smiling. Smiling, for souls care not for my cries.