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A Girl Called Kirsty
Kith and kin, kith and kin,
And yet your love runs cold and thin.
In the end
I wanted you to be my friend,
But you simply do not understand
That you're living in another land
Than this strange place I'm tortured in.
You don't begin
To comprehend
That without a loving, helping hand
I'll just come to a sticky end.
Your final sin
Was driving me right round the bend
When I was young and weak.
You were so strong
And now this song
Is another attempt to explain
The curious excesses of my pain.
Who can tell
If I speak in vain
About this never-ending hell?
Please, please relent
And love me now,
And I'll love you -
This is my vow,
And recompense is heaven-sent.
poem
by
John Thorkild Ellison
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