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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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Tuesday
Dec092008

Forevermore

Go away
leave me alone
I have no more to give.

Let me hide
forevermore
I've lost the will to live.

I took a chance
and let you in
entrusted my deepest parts.

You broke that trust
just threw it out
and along with it my heart.
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