Ballad Of The Maiden 6
It was not so
It could not be, it never could last
Foolish was the girl
To this she could love or be loved
The knight and the girl was not to be
He rode on seeking another
All that is left is the heart of the maiden
Cold and dark
She sees now that it is not possible
For love is not in her future
Woe to those who fall for the woman that can give nothing
Woe to the man who loves
But cannot be love
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