Anonymous
I grasp at your feet, I won’t let you go.
Your "love" hurts my heart; whose cure should I seek?
You taunt me; you say that my heart runs dry.
If so, then why does it flow from my eyes?
I grasp at your feet, I won’t let you go.
Your "love" hurts my heart; whose cure should I seek?
You taunt me; you say that my heart runs dry.
If so, then why does it flow from my eyes?
