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Brown Penny
 
I whispered "I am too young,"
And then, "I am old enough";
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
"Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair."
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.
 
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough,
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love,
Till the stars had run away,
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.

~William Butler Yeats~

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Sunday
Dec142008

Dark

 

It's dark now

And I am alone

Just me


I am crying and sad

We’ve had a fight

You treated me bad

Worse than words can say


I set you straight

With anger and truth

We push each other away


But all I really feel is love

The hole in my heart

Where it went away

All I really want  is love

 
 
 
                                                 
 
 

 

 

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