He took my heart and carried it
I know not where;
I curse the day I married it
To such an one.
I told my tears to stint awhile
For I was fair:
And yet I let them glint awhile
Bright in the sun,
In case he should come and see
I had no tear
Or miss my mourning’s lack and see
My cheeks undone.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
He Took My Heart & Carried It
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