Forgetful me…
Hateful so
This is my plee:
That tonight’s memory will go…
Down, down, down
Where my fondest memories lie.
Those which I’ve come to love…
But hate O so dearly.
In the end may I not be the one to cry…
If that will be so…
May I not feel this tomorrow
In hast of preventing my end
May I not hang from this lovely gallow…
But…
May I kill my fondest feelings,
To save you, my love, my malevolent one.
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