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The judge sent me to spend ten years in jail, After a sweet talking lawyer saved my tail, The wind which blows the soul of men from grave to grave, Told me of your messages and reminded me of the pleasure we had those days, They called me nuts and said that they were all in my head, Especially the psychologist whose wife cried of loneliness every night in bed. I am a tall mean looking woman these days, With little hair and a haggard face, I'm thinner than when we met, Broken by life, broken by death. They released me from jail today, And I thought it worthy to come to your grave today, So here I am Sweet Elizabeth, This pen in my hand, This knife at bay, Hoping to join the band of holy and unholy men, That will be taken by death today. I hope to see you today, Maybe in heaven or maybe in hell, That's why I kneel besides your grave, That's why I've made this choice so brave. There are a thousand ways to write a poem, A million ways to kill a man, A billion ways to show that you are waiting, A trillion ways to tell that a good soul is dead, But on that day you left, I stood there a soul bereft, Waiting, yet knowing that you're dead. I loved you more than Shakespeare loved the theatre, More than Tesla loved to tinker, More than Einstein loved his head, More than America hated the Nazis, Till they said that I was mad, Till I killed the driver who took you to hell, Till they took me to jail, Till heaven came and went. But love is never enough they say, Not enough to feed or clothe your radiant beauty like summer's day, Never enough to stop the claws of death, Never enough to heal the madness of a tortured soul, Never enough to stop this pain. I'll be lying beside your grave, As you lay on my hands that day, The sands will soak my blood, As my clothes soaked yours, You'll see me in pain, As I saw yours that fateful day, You will hear my mourning, You will feel the writhing of my body atop your grave, You will hear my soul going with the wind, You will hear the willows blowing in the wind, And not even your tears which I hear in my head every day will convince me to stay, Till the wind blows down a thousand willows, For if the wind blows a thousand willows, Then I'll be dead, I'll be holding you in the darkness, Kissing your every being...My sweet Elizabeth.
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