The Longing of My Heart
~The Longing of my Heart~
Do Doth protrude from me, thyn heart
is it twas love shown without,
without thy heart to see,
or dideth thee protrude through me?
It was twas Love, or thus bleeding,
Bleeding for it to be shown to you,
to see my love protrude.
What thy see now is the haste
of letting go of thy,
fore, I love evermore
as I have twence was,
Before.
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