The Arrow
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she shot an arrow to my heart
and I was underneath her spell
my courage gone along with will
and strength that I could not compel
I cannot blame her cruel attack
I wore no armor for my soul
for I was hungry for her love
with appetites beyond control
but I did learn the lesson well
and now I guard my tears and grief
no one can pierce my heart again
though loneliness is strange relief
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