Miyerkules, Abril 10, 2013

Tristan and Isolde

by Helios Narcissus

This love is futile
And we both know
How it's going to be
But I choose to ignore that
Because what matters is when you're with me

This love is futile
It has ended 
Before it even began
'Twas foolish of me
To give myself
When you already belonged to someone 

I was weak though my love was strong
Didn't tell you that I've loved you all along
So I drink myself a noxious wine
Made it comely with a poison intwined

This love is futile
Yet I'll savor each moment
Because it's your presence
That makes it worthwhile

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