Thursday, December 30, 2010

For you, I promise

For you,
Pierced so rough by cupid's arrow
Trodden and hard used,
Heart hewn by dogs so shallow


I promise,
To make your joy lasting your sorrow brief,
That with time love seeps back in like a thief
To mend your heart so cleft in 'twain
I have no idea what to write that rhymes, but your priest is your main

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