Interrogans Apollo
Who do you believe, I dream of each eve?
Who haunts my dreams, leaving me in reams?
What should I do, now that I can’t talk to you?
What can I say, at the end of each lousy day?
Where can I go, to escape from my woe?
Where can I flee, to set myself free?
When shall this earth, bring an end to this dearth?
When shall at last, this heartache be past?
Which is the right course, that I should endorse?
Which way should I roam, to find my way home?
Why are my thoughts, eternally in knots?
Why can’t I control this pain, which has my soul slain?
How can I ever, my heart from you sever?
How I have cried, I feel like I’ve died.
Warrior Princess
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