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Jarred Soul
With dole my heart is laden
For love appears a burden
Such pity I feel for thee
For thou dost pay the fee
Thy love be of less meaning
As she then leaves it aching
Like with tattered flesh a scar
Then the door to thee ajar
Far she strays from our touch
Thus now it beats not too much
Not without her heart, her half
Except mine shall move in straf
To blame remains but on me
For she dwells and smiles in glee
A verdict made to keep out
Woe to me, as I a lout
For said ground I harbor ire
Unto thee my wistful wire
With dole my heart is laden
For love appears a burden
© thekhan
Day 009/100
#the100writingmarathon
For love appears a burden
Such pity I feel for thee
For thou dost pay the fee
Thy love be of less meaning
As she then leaves it aching
Like with tattered flesh a scar
Then the door to thee ajar
Far she strays from our touch
Thus now it beats not too much
Not without her heart, her half
Except mine shall move in straf
To blame remains but on me
For she dwells and smiles in glee
A verdict made to keep out
Woe to me, as I a lout
For said ground I harbor ire
Unto thee my wistful wire
With dole my heart is laden
For love appears a burden
© thekhan
Day 009/100
#the100writingmarathon
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