Two edge ...
Two red edge,
two ardent desire,
that the heat absorbed me,
quenched my joy,
like ghosts fled
the higher the world will ...
Both as bloody lips,
two ardent desire,
that the heat absorbed ma
on edge when I got up
my heart filled with rage,
They poisoned my brain
and finally they migrated ...
Two red edge,
fatal beauty,
a heart moieties me out,
one of our most Morne spring
and stole my joy ...
They both red lips
and two lots of my
been signs of pain,
killed when the beauty,
Busy when love
most youth burned.