Betrayal
Why hast though been dishonest
for what gain does thou seek
my soul i would have given to thee
why hast thou played the harlot
to decievith me to believe
to believe you were true
my heart thou hast broken and crumbled
my knees are weak on my feet i stumble
as a precious thing to me you betrayeth me
my best friend you have bestowed upon
i can not bear the thought
you are my love and have corrupted my heart
terror strikes hold of me betwixt my breast
what did i do wrong all my love i give
i cherish you like the wings of an eagle
you treadeth on me with a great burden
why spread your lovely calves for another to discover
what beckoned thee to carelessy lay around the oak
for my love you gave me tears i cry and choke
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