It was a day in summer
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That I'll never have again.
It wasn't that I lost it,
I know where it went.
It started on the eve of life
When love was sore, and swollen.
And when they tried to force my love;
Her arms she would not open.
The day was when my life began,
Nurtured by my love.
Brought to me be in summertime;
Her hair streaked red with blood.
With pain and death my life began
And fear love'd pass away.
With calm and joy then life began
When love agreed to stay.
Clear and bright with happiness.
Ne'r a touch of gray.
'Til my spirit cast a shadow,
That clouded life where it lay.
Hooded and dark it came upon me.
Damp and cold; creeping.
Shading life and love of mine,
Of whom I should be keeping.
What was meant for me that day
Shall lie within the darkness.
Taunt and tease me with its glimmer,
Drying... in the darkness.