Beers, fears and tears cannot wash away the pain
I feel with intensity
Although a little hope in my brain
Supplies silly sentiments towards my painless propensity.
Beers, fears and tears cannot wish away the lost love
I feel with regret
Although a little scope of hope from my dame's dove
Supplies a sentimental soap to soothe my pain in secret.
Beers, fears and tears cannot fill the void in my heart
I feel with trepidation
Although a little nudging from her amorous art
Supplies an indication she'll spare my heart more odious oxidation.
Beers, fears and tears cannot conceal the cremation
I feel with blame
Although a little lullaby from her information
Supplies a scope of hope my love she won't any more shame.
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