Cruel of heart, lay down my song,
Your reading eyes have done me wrong,
Not for you was the pen bitten,
And the mind wrung, and the song written.
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just them four lines sure say everythin
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This poem stimulated ...
From guest waydownuponjoy (contact) me to respond, thinking full-well, that Edna was in denial of her heartthrob and trying to secret it away! So I added my words as a follow-up:
Fool of art, pray I am I wrong
For pleading sighs to you so long
I must admit that after all
You were the one my words recalled!
joy
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thanks,
thanks yemassee, its really awonderful poem.brief and to the point -
It kind of says it all, and in four short lines.
"Do not use my words to benefit your unkind intentions."
I've seen it done, a writer's words being used with exactly the opposite intention that was intended.
Of course it can be about someone reading a persons intentions or look wrong too.
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