You hold your sorrow
To break the bow
But what's with it to other men?
Let all your lovers
Weep to know
The love that's best forgotten
You cry your tear
To hold it true
But never would you leave
Let all you brothers
See in you
The hope they need to believe
You win your battle
Tall and proud
You break to see their folly
You know the reasons
Oft and cloud
That break the wreath of holly
Well, that last line confuses me, but the poem is still amazing. Honestly, I'd expect to read something like this from Shakespeare, or some other great author. (Unfortunately, I don't read enough poetry to give you a proper comparison)
Excellent work, Ash!
Reuben
I'm just gonna believe you on this one hun but it is good
nikki
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