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I thought he was mine -

at least in one sense -

the heart sense,

the soul sense

but

I was mistaken -

a stupid fool -

and neglected

my own rule:

Never trust and

you won't be hurt

nor be deceived

nor ground to dirt.

You'll have your heart

to call your own...

though 'twill be cold

and hard as stone.