What Mortal Failings Be

In dispute with her rational thought
No comfort can be found
Humanity so much a part of her
What mortal failings be...

With a long sharp knife
This frailty she would carve
Freedom from this bitter realm
Finding comfort in his calm

Too costly a gift
He would never accept
What little cost she sees
What mortal failings be...

Senseless wonder at his love
From passions she cannot flee 
Her existance a single spark
Found in the eternity he must see

To cast aside that white hot spark
An offer to simple to speak
Would only he accept
What mortal failings be...  


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