Who can describe the void of loss?
If it destroys or the bearer makes stronger
Or in strife the barren heart
Days of tears become tears of night
Growing ever darker
And ever longer

How deep is the depth of pain?
Shadowed valleys it may often reach
To what degree is a heart forever burdened
How long it remains or tarries
It seems to me from observation
From soul to soul often varies

Who can portray the profoundness of love?
If it destroys or the bearer makes strong
Or if in its abandonment die
Or embrace dejection with a soulful sigh
As Cupid pull the strings of his bow.

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