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Surrender
Love captures me so seldomly,
Entraps my heart so forcefully,
But willing captive to love’s decree,
I surrender to each calamity.
Through twisted and defective art,
My words to paper reveal my heart
To her with whom I would impart
The poison of blind Cupid’s dart.
And thus with soul laid bare to you,
Susceptible to the bubbling brew,
I’m willing now to pay the due . . .
Then find that love might not be true.
