If he reads this, he knows what it is about. Everyone else just gets an immodest peek into my follies. A see-saw of emotions, especially since its history to all but me. I did say I gave him my heart. It begins to appear that I did. One of these days I'll retrieve it?
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While reason screams 'tis folly in my ears;
Though all deny a chance exists. I know
Of course its all too true, and yet I go
With something like perversest glee too near
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