Forlorn, my treacherous heart has betrayed me.
Pricked my conscience and disobeyed my mind,
for it desired passion, and chose to set itself free,
seeking a love, it should've declined. Love is blind.
Feigning childhood innocence, it took control,
and its betrayal caused great weeping in my soul.
Since then, my life has been filled with gray skies.
My soul empathized with...
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