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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required songer.co/song/j1a384koqvh6fmx6jb40ftmf [Verse 1] I shut my eyes, and there you are, Like smoke that fades but leaves a scar. I reach to touch, but it slips away — A darkened ash where love used to stay. Your beauty, a spark that lit the night, Your words, sharp knives of truth and light. But now I’m bound in this silent cell, A man fallen from Heaven, into a living hell. [Pre-Chorus] In quiet halls, I hear your name, A whispered prayer wrapped up in shame. I gave my soul, I lost my place — But still I chase the shadow of your face. [Chorus] Abelard’s lament for Heloise, A love that burns through centuries. I weep for what was torn away — The flame that flickers, won’t obey. Was I falling or just letting go? Was it love, or something I don’t know? In the fire, I’m chained and free — Still longing for what can’t be. [Verse 2] The light of truth burns through the haze, And strips away those reckless days. I trade my manhood for this cross, A penitent for love and loss. My wisdom’s cage, my intellect’s blade, Tortures me with every choice I made. But when night falls, I’m young once more — Lost in you like never before. [Pre-Chorus] In silent prayer, I question fate, The cost of love, the hand of hate. Do I find God, or lose my soul — In this prison where the questions roll? [Chorus] Abelard’s lament for Heloise, A love that burns through centuries. I weep for what was torn away — The flame that flickers, won’t obey. Was I falling or just letting go? Was it love, or something I don’t know? In the fire, I’m chained and free — Still longing for what can’t be. [Bridge] Was it worse to never know the flame, Or burn too bright and lose my name? If truth is found in endless fight, Do I lose peace or find the light? [Outro] Maybe freedom’s in the questions, Not the answers or the lessons. If I surrender all I’ve known, Could I be free inside this stone? A prisoner of my own desire, Still seeking light within the fire. Abelard’s heart still beats for you — In every question, something true.
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