The Night Called Out, Goodbye

August 30, 2009
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Of leaden heart am I now,
Lost a love, and all my fault.
My words, yet I know not how
I, my love, allowed assault.

And I now mourning, yet he
Knows not, the Turmoil tearing
Through heart and soul of me,
Myself, and I. Upon the hearing

Of the dismissal of His
Affections, he fell, lost, dumb,
A wounded creature, he says,
“I loved thee,” His Eyes are numb.

They, frozen spindles in Time,
Share the hurt my heart avoids
To show, for it veils the Crime:
I love him still, you see, and
I’ve but left two hearts Destroyed.

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