Bittersweet

All I have to give is a gift of bittersweet.

I have a love so whole and pure,

But secrets impossible to keep

From lovers ears, or rivals tongues,

Secrets due to come undone,

And I cannot love with secrets spoken

For who would love somebody whose body is so broken?

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