Oh, where has she gone to? Oh, where can she be? She may have forsaken some other like me. She promised to honor, to love, and obey. Each vow was a plaything that she threw away. Alone and forsaken by fate and by man. Oh Lord, if you hear me, please hold to my hand. Oh, please understand... The darkness has fallen, the sky has turned gray. The hound in the distance is starting to bay. I wonder; I wonder what she's thinking of... Forsaken, forgotten, without any love....
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