Indeed indeed, I cannot tell,
Though I ponder on it well,
Which were easier to state,
All my love or all my hate.
Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me
When I say thou dost disgust me.
O, I hate thee with a hate
That would fain annihilate;
Yet sometimes against my will,
My dear friend, I love thee still.
It were treason to our love,
And a sin to God above,
One iota to abate
Of a pure impartial hate.
i love that balloon picture haha
deep poem indeed
great post
beautiful
Sad, but beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
this is really nice
Sad poem
nice poem
nice pics and sad poem
Sad poem, but so appropriate right now :[
gr8 poem i need a analysis of it!!!!!
his a cool poet though
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