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No Love Lyrics
No Love Lyrics No resting arms Nor bosom smitten, Where conflict harms Once shy, twice bitten, A virgin riled Soon does goad The wrath of a child As cannons reload. Hidden in history, A languid heart, Conflicts in mystery As lover's depart, Two hearts betwixt With regrets intrusion, Midst stones and sticks The finale, an illusion. Not lovelorn rage Nor wailing wenches Can pay death's wage In silenced trenches, A king's shilling, A christmas box 'tis woefully willing, Unspent, since lost. No love lyrics Nor smiling song, In peace war mimicks A poppies throng, Medals for the brave Sway too grim, Lacklustre to the grave Eyes flutter dim. Impoverished souls Forlorn and lost, In bullet holes Shall count the cost, Survivors dwindle One by one, Perchance to rekindle The song of the sun. No loves missed Nor heroes unsung For widows kissed And tyrants hung, A dead man's shame Is no greater loss Than the unknown name On yet another cross.
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