Compelled by indignation
At the sentiments I feel,
For one who’s hand as sacred
As heaven’s speech to ear,
Hate and lamentation
Dispel my every word,
For being such a victim
Of a love that is unheard,
To one of such humility
Unaccustomed to the game,
Of longing with desires
For what ought not be attained,
And fearful…very fearful
Of the bliss that shall ensue,
For all happiness must...
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