Love Spent

My love I should not have given

My heart I did spend on thee

And what have I got to show for it

Two eyes wet with weeping

And a heart torn apart

Kicked aside

Left with nothing more than mere dust

To be swept away

Brushed aside

Why do I let this happen

A fool is always played

◄ Sweet dagger of mine

Drowning ►

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