[b][size=12]Thy sweet words promising fortune to my heart art simply torture; Thy lips swearing the unachievable art for me actions formidable, And thine eyes with happines filled have only my lifetime hopes killed, The vision of thy everlasting laugh hath made my existence so tough ... I wish for one thing - to live no more; or end thy life - sprinkle it with gore ... Thy voice punishes my ears as I for thee have more 'n more fears, Thy perfect hands embracing me shall no longer a comfort be, Of thy silk hair and its bliss have I been able to miss the peace in my soul and heart which thou pierced with a lethal dart ... When I look above and see thy face my eyes go blind, not knowing what to trace ... Where hath thy beauty vanished? Why hast thou my hopes banished? To sing more than just one happy song, the laughter, happiness art for what I long; I gave thee my life, but death received for thine eyes have promised but yet deceived my trusting heart! Oh, a mistake to follow what was of thy sake! I cannot help, but wonder; thou art my life's thunder! [/size][/b] (September 2004)

...Anja...