Sietta, part two

Oh, how I've longed for ye
A thirst unfullfilled
A dream unchased
A stone unturned

Gone from me are thee
Beyond my hand's grasp
Below the deep waters
Of life's cruel ocean

How I have loved thee
With all mine heart and soul
To be wrenched away
Turns my bones cold

My heart's flutter stilled
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My love burns yet
Encased in heartbreak

Oh why, Gods, why
Have You cursed me so?
Was it the gold I took?
Or the lives I stole?

Perhaps my jungle tribe
Broke Thy immortal law
But why me, Ye Gods,
Why have You cursed me so?

Alone in torment,
Mine pain neverending
My one true Love
Not mine for the taking

A Cleric of Ye Divine
I am but mortal skin
Thrashed by words
And skinned by pain

Sietta, forever my love
Standing beside thee
Glimpsing thy form from afar
Cyrius shall watch, and no more

Mine hopes be crushed
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Cyrius shall dream, and no more

Lonely nights turn
Into lonely sunny days
Mine pentance received
Cyrius shall love, and no more

He shall love and no more
Always love, but no more
One true love, but no more
He shall love, and no more

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Fas, in the year 414 AD.