Tide
A LIFE SO TIDE
OF A WORRIED HEART
SHOULD MY LIFE BE A FAIRYTALE
I SPOKEN HIS DREAM WAS FRAUGHT
WAKING UP TO HIS WILDERNESS DREAM
WHAT I HAVE BEEN TO HIM,
HIS TAUGHT NOT SEEN OF ME
WITH HIS WONDERING EYE,
LEFT MY HEART ALONE
FOR HIS THOUGHTS,
I WOULD NOT CONSIDERED
UNTIL TIME PAST,
AND HOPE FOR THE LAST,
MY LONELY WORLD REST IN HATH
WITH ALL RESPECT THAT PASSED BY
I CARE NOT TO PERISH IN HIS THOUGHTS
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