Swear Not Thy Love

Love Or Lack Of It

Swear Not Thy Love

I stood upon the balcony for hours and watched for thee.

A promise given heart to heart means so much more to me.

You swore you'd be here by my side, but nowhere do I find,

That one so loved, so missed, so lost, yet present in my mind.

What makes your word so fickle, Sir?  Can you recount the truth?

I wait at each and every time. You swore, but where is proof.

The world is wide and filled with hearts as needful as my own.

I warn you, Sir, rethink your works or you will be alone.

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