Wednesday, August 08, 2007

The Impatience

When will my love, my love, be true?
When will my love be true?
When will my love, my love, be you,
and when, my love, will you?

When will my days, my day, be bright?
When will my days be bright?
When will my nights, my night, be night?
When will my nights be night?

When will my death, my breath, be dead?
When will my death be dead,
if you, my breath, are not yet dead?
When will my breath be dead?

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