7/22/08
One laid a specious claim upon my heart And willingly I opened wide its doors, Then love's betrayal intensified my grief Who love her still despite vain cruelty, Possessiveness that eats away the soul, And pettiness that lack of faith begets. There is no law to recompense remorse No palliative to soothe the shattered heart. I know now that no possible exists To bridge the boundless gap that she has built Of the spirit's chasm filled with mortal tears. And yet a day shall come when souls shall know The only love is giving of the self.
Poems Undated (1727)
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