I often wondered when I cursed,
Often feared where I would be --
Wondered where she'd yield her love,
When I yield, so will she.
I would her will be pitied!
Cursed be love! She pitied me...
Often feared where I would be --
Wondered where she'd yield her love,
When I yield, so will she.
I would her will be pitied!
Cursed be love! She pitied me...
So maybe you're wondering, well, what's so special about this poem? It's just about love and some girl... typical. However, this masterpiece here reads exactly the same horizontally and vertically. How brilliant is that? I love English♥
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