Could this be him?
My eyes have been opened from this cursed sleep 
Of no stars
No moon

And no passion to kiss
What more could I do
This Eve that I am
Fall
Fall on the hem of my skirted revelation
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I must leave this portion
I clung to
Like climbing outside of the empty home
Where he once lived
I must make haste
And Go
Go now
Before the tracks of time
Cease to open the doors of my misguiding thoughts

Today both Life and Death has stood before me
And I must decide

Mourn oh death
Now mourn for me
For this is all you ever do

Lift me oh Life 
You have waited long enough