THE BROKEN LOVE
STANZA 1
Love at first sight,
Was like the happiness of birches birds.
The lightening of the innermost light,
Desired to be protected with girds.
STANZA 2
Set the bow to defeat her sorrow,
But to her, devil may care.
Ready to marry her tomorrow,
But to her was a nightmare.
STANZA 3
The world even testified that she is my dimeworth.
But all my heart and inner love ended up in tears.
I returned to my inner love with loath.
And my heart was grieved with fear.
STANZA 4
I took all my Morse,
Because I backed the wrong horse.
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