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Discomfort guides my tongue
And bids me speak of nothing but despair.
Discomfort guides my tongue
And bids me speak of nothing but despair.
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
Why was I born with such contemporaries?
Why was I born with such contemporaries?
Despair is the conclusion of fools.
Despair is the conclusion of fools.
When we are flat on our backs there is no way to look but up.
When we are flat on our backs there is no way to look but up.
Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through his cypress-trees
Who, hopeless, lays his dead read more
Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through his cypress-trees
Who, hopeless, lays his dead away,
Nor looks to see the breaking day
Across the mournful marbles play!
Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim
Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim
Because I remember, I despair. Because I remember, I have the duty to reject despair.
Because I remember, I despair. Because I remember, I have the duty to reject despair.
