O Wounded Heart

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O Wounded Heart,
Of mine, of thine,
Dost thou think, that by my choice I went.

O Wounded Heart,
O why?
Dost thou not know, twas hard for me, as twas for you?

O Wounded Heart,
I must confess,
How selfish I doth be, tis not for you I stay away.

O Wounded Heart, O Wounded Heart,
Of mine, of thine,
At last I may explain to thee, this clot of miseree.
For tis not, my friend, that I love thee less,
Tis myself I do protect.
So stay'n away from thee I have,
To prevent that which I fear,
To love in friendship, and leave again.

O Wounded Heart, O Wounded Heart,
A vow I must partake,
To prevent this true renew of hopless love.
And though It breaks my heart to do,
I now shalt stay away.





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