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Oh traitorous Soul

that took the heart

she so willing, gave.

So lost was she

no truth could tell

you had her love,

and used her well.

You spun your web

with lover's thread,

and caught her in

it's artful strands.

You've tied her wings

so she can't fly,

now you seek

to bleed her dry.