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The Lang
Within a Covet’s wae of lang
Immured unto the throes of weep ,
Wherein such my love was thrown -
To Lucifer’s Edenic keep …
A horrid blackened Nothing’s view
But oh , I yen in dree ,
My Penance’s pize of evermore –
Of Unrequited thee …
I seethe and lang , and wither thus
Within my vacuous nane of lor ,
O misery ! Thy torment bleeds
But ah , I splore !
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Ew
8-25-13
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The Lang
The Lang