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By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
AN ODE TO GOD In the end of days when the angels call And Eternal Justice, ‘lumined in grace And mercy, roars to reproach wickedness, I pray he disregards my countless falls And recalls my unrequited righteousness. As we pursue the winds of wisdom, we, Juvenile in form and thought, often falter Derailed by a…
True heartbreak in two a man’s heart divides Half completely lost, the other retained Doomed to forever love half-heartedly. A woman’s love twice lost can ne’er be found, Her form revived conceals her heart defiled But within her eyes this very truth lies: Where love is lost, misery and pain abound. The language…