.She's the cause of my sorrow, she's the start of my grief
She's the bug in the blossom, she's the late falling leaf
I'm her priest and her poet, I'm her serf and not her king
She's the root of my evil, It's now what I think
Speak to me gently or curse me, she wanted to be bold
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