I have no love leftso I hatethe fire inside which is my passion is goneI know I shall never be completewithout the touch of another who seeksto secretly kill me insidebut that is a cold touch I can do withoutI attempt to sail the sea of life always heading northbut the cold winds of the south seem to freeze my broken heartI have given up hope of finding pleasure in my painall who attempt to quell misery just do so in vainI have seen others grovel at the feetof the age old feminine lureonly to be crushed underneath its weightand forced into things unpureno longer shall I follow the pathof the blind man into the spider's webaman who thinks of not who he isbut what she will next demand

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