My Hamlet
Lover of all things
Lover to me
Lost to the world
To cold to care
Confused and ashamed
Saying all is to blame
Singing sweet words
Heart wrenching promises
I left being his Ophelia
Lost in a world
To cold to care
Promises broken
Words shattered
Tearing eyes drowned
To an icy death
Un known beyond’s
Facing and end
My lover was afraid to bear
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