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Faery Lady
Oh what can ail you, faery lady? With eyes as blue as the sea Truly you are not alone, As ravishing are thee Your soul seems withered and callous Your heart is surely dying lying amongst the garden leaves While pools of blue are crying Like the cries of a dying bird     Echoing through the trees I hear you moan and ache so deep I feel you long to be Oh kind sir, I’m trapped here Never to love again For every soul I’ve come to care I’ve brought to their bitter end A knight, he came upon me Atop his brilliant steed But when I said I loved him I planted an evil seed He made me lovely things To show me all his care I stroked his hair so gently But the curse it would not spare His eyes grew dim and weary As dark as a winter’s day He breathed my very essence And vowed to forever stay Intoxicated and wilting The rose waned from his cheeks He climbed his brilliant steed no more And love no longer speaks Oh kind sir, I really wish These words I speak were real But a faery’s tongue is ages old And thus your fate is sealed Now forever resting In loves eternal sleep That is why WE lie here In this garden where I weep
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