My Heart is Lovesick
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La Belle Dame sans Merci, J W Waterhouse, 1894
The days are drear, the days are long
the nights are silent without song,
my heart, my love, knows only fear~
the days are long, the days are drear.
The quest was yours right from the start
my love knows only fear, my heart
still beats for you above all cures,
right from the start the quest was yours.
My heart is lovesick, but it's true
above all cures still beats for you,
they say you're dead, a simple trick
but it's true my heart is lovesick.
They try to get inside my head,
a simple trick they say you're dead,
I won't be caught within their net~
inside my head they try to get.
I'm mortal sick, my life is naught,
within their net I won't be caught,
beyond the veil we'll meet uptick~
my life is naught, I'm mortal sick!
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2025
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