To M____

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I heed not that my earthly lot

Hath little of earth in it,

But that years of love have been forgot

In the hatred of a minute:

I mourn not that the desolate

Are happier than I,

But that you sorrow for my fate

Who am a passer by.

You through my heart in the chilling sea

And buried me in the scorching desert sand.

You were all important to me,

But you released my hand

I want to be angry with you,

But angry I cannot be

Because it was a pleasure that you I knew,

And that I knew you loved me.

What hope is there for me to keep on through?

Is there compassion without mercy?

My joy is gone just like my heart

Because you ran off too.

I'm going mad, I'm falling apart

Because I still have feelings for you.

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