Love's Perjury
Woe to the heart,
to the feeling;
that envied.
and foed.
Acursed
Acursed
Acursed forever,
unforgiven.
No peaceful heed
no love's bill payed.
Woe to the unfaithful heart
heart that loves not
that hated indeed,
at evil's speed.
Woe to the heart so burdensome
the heart troublesome.
Fire to dishonesty
let it burn
spear to all malice
pierce it
Acursed to all perjury.
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