Darling, Dearest, Dead
Darling, Dearest, Dead
Darling, dearest, dead,
I swear I shall never forget,
The way I felt when our eyes first met,
And the way constant tears now keep mine wet.
The way my lips shall speak your name,
As yours shall never speak again,
A broken heart that continued to wait,
Long after yours had turned away.
Darling, dearest, dead,
As ships pass in the end,
My end and my beginning,
My darling, dearest, dead.
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