My errors, my loves, my unlucky star
These 3 things have been my curse
My luck & my errors are bad enough
But love was the worst
I have survived; but the pain
Has bitten so deep in the bone
The rage & grief will not let go
Too hurt to want contemptment now
The blunders scattered through my life
Are like a broken rosary
I gave myself to fortune, but fortune broke me
Of love there is hardly a ghost left.
O who what angel of power can assuage
My terrible demon of revenge.
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