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Temptress
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Poems I've lost my mirth,
so tempt me no further.
For foul demons, do loom
in the present air. She
hath cursed me too many times,
and now I ask myself to be or not to be.
Nay, I'll progress, ere I find some end
that dost have happiness.
Although for her troubles, I'll fain
give my joys to her, so that she dost
live how I shall not.
Author's Notes/Comments:
Another Shakespear one, this one felt more like a conversation between myself when i was writing it. 
I dost loom, yeah I fain find
I dost loom, yeah I fain find some happiness. Tempt me no further.
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