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Pia
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Part 1
Snow scintillates and shades the dappled moon
The perfumed air of night hangs drenched with scent
In chains my naked body led in doom
Towards this drear place for which my life was meant
On summer's hill my heart would merrily dream
Of rides on meadows by the whispering stream
To lie on carpets of the prettiest of flowers
And kiss my love as minutes fade to hours
For other paths my life already mapped
As with the fly in spider's web entrapped
No mother's bed, no feeble creaking age
Instead in this grim yard forms my final stage
I do not mourn the days i shall not see
Nor crave caresses meant but lost for me
I stare into the dark and louring sky
Beneath whose clouds by gods' decree i die
Soft flakes lie on my milk white upturned breast
My soul, my very body now posessed
By firm hands who my fragile wrists will place
And wipe the single tear from oft my face
The bell sounds clear and echoes round the walls
Twice thrice the hammer on the spike it falls
A stream of red spreads on the cold white ground
My heart content - the pain i sought now found
Snow scintillates and shades the dappled moon
The perfumed air of night hangs drenched with scent
In chains my naked body led in doom
Towards this drear place for which my life was meant
On summer's hill my heart would merrily dream
Of rides on meadows by the whispering stream
To lie on carpets of the prettiest of flowers
And kiss my love as minutes fade to hours
For other paths my life already mapped
As with the fly in spider's web entrapped
No mother's bed, no feeble creaking age
Instead in this grim yard forms my final stage
I do not mourn the days i shall not see
Nor crave caresses meant but lost for me
I stare into the dark and louring sky
Beneath whose clouds by gods' decree i die
Soft flakes lie on my milk white upturned breast
My soul, my very body now posessed
By firm hands who my fragile wrists will place
And wipe the single tear from oft my face
The bell sounds clear and echoes round the walls
Twice thrice the hammer on the spike it falls
A stream of red spreads on the cold white ground
My heart content - the pain i sought now found
