My love
My lover is dead
True
My heart
My heart has fled
Where she has gone
I'll never know
Where he might be
Lost in snow
Heal
My feet
My feet are hurt
Steal
My shoes
My shoes of dirt
If I become part of the land
A crop just as green
Will you wander through the wheat
Just so you can be seen?
Talk
My friend
My friend is where?
Rock
My world
My world is fair.
Fair, this world of blue and pink
When I ask for scarlet bold
Kill and hurt and rape and lie
End this painless bloodless cold
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