Many have come and taken, Taken that which you have been feeding, Yet you in turn have been giving it back to what once was full, That last piece which you have been eating is what is left of my love forsaken heart, Yet why haven't you been like the rest, Those who have taken yet did not give in return, You must be different from them, For they have foolish minds who only take and desire what their hearts truly want, Yet your heart so pure and inocent seems caring and tender, That of which mine has foolishly been many of times, Times that I should forget and burn like that of my heart which is burning for your love, Tis my heart that desires you it was never my lust for one that is beautiful, Yet could you ever forgive that which my lust has said and accept that which my heart truly confesses, For you my love has that which is my last piece
Reason for writing:
I wrote this as an appology for my early poem to my Love Amanda and for all the hateful things I have ever said and to ask herwill you forgive this misguided fool?.
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