Fair skin, luscious lips and eyes that screamed lustre

An embodiment of beauty she had been since sixteen

The kind that caused even goddesses of beauty to fluster

My Elizabeth was by far the prettiest the sun had ever seen

Except she wasn't my Elizabeth, she belonged to another

And I was nothing more than a mere shoulder to cry on

Said she loved me but no more than a friend and brother

Still I was at her beck and call; the man she could rely on

I would gladly kill and lay down my life for her sake

For her, I'd walk on hot coals with both my feet bare

The thought of her in the arms of another made my heart ache

But when she smiled at me, it's as though I was without a care

How I longed for the day I'd make the woman my wife

I wanted nothing more than to give her my last name

But some people can only dwell in our hearts, not in our lives

With no regrets, I knifed her and to myself, I'll do the same

What is life, knowing that I could never call her mine?

What is life without the love of my dearest Elizabeth?

I'll die happy now that she no longer belongs to that swine

We couldn't be together in this life, perhaps we shall be in death

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