Sighs

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Oft sighs the weary heart, not quite breaking,

Its many trials straining to the core

To be once more young without the aching,

To believe in love that lasts evermore.



Alas, time and experience have proved

All things meet their demise sooner than late.

Instead of wasting tears, 'twould behove you

To play the field rather than search a mate.



Take past experiences and turn them 'round;

Rejoice in knowing now the things you do.

Go out for pleasures -little joys abound-

And never mind the one love who'll be true.



These words of wisdom come from my rent heart

Which long awaited true love's fickle dart.


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