Oh thy seem so peaceful,
Though loneliness dance around thee;
Behind the scene thou play so awful,
Far from the strong person I always see.
Why thou hide the sorrow,
And spill no tears;
When grief sparkle in thy eyes that hollow,
Alter the bliss into hellish cruelty that sears.
Why thou can’t let anybody help thee,
A savior from the throne of woe;
Thou know I’m the one who can help thee,
Defend’d thy vulnerable happiness from all foes.
Instalasi Sastra
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