First love, first kiss;
first verse, first bliss.
I loved her dearly,
I held her nearly;
She was my princess,
I was never listless.
Elyse was her name,
true love we had gained;
long it waxed,
then forever it waned.
I let her go,
I had to, you see;
before it had snowed,
she turned on me.
She didn't understand,
why I had to go;
why life had to flow,
why I had to take a stand,
why I couldn't be her man...
anymore.
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