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It was here, by the lake

and we were cast beyond.

Innocent eyes saw no death.

Promises, now merely reveries.

She was the dark habits,

beauty beneath the opaque marble.

Drowned along with my tears.

Apparition to all but me.

Peeled me shattered.

Took me away from the reeling haze.

In this cruel play

there is no friend to call my name.

So sinless, pure but raped.

Lily among the throns.

Drowned along with my tears.

Beauty beneath the opaque marble.

Told me to sing what is so hard to say.

The real beauty is found underneath.

The bleak romance is everlasting.

Hope has left, yet her caress lingers on.