Detestable love

How can love, a good thing, be?

When for its sake, a tear racked me

Can no more sleep at night than speak or see

 

Through swollen eyes and chocking sob.

How many nights will this love Rob

Before I fall, like broken fob,

 

Apart, my many links undone?

Love, have mercy on this father’s son,

Leave me and let affection shun.

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