For Nought

And so, for nought, did I gift my heart,
For nought did I leave my past;
Did no words writ, by poor man’s ink,
Make marks so stained to last?
Why so, did she, remove herself?
Did she no longer love?
With my all gifts, I could not bring
A light from heaven above.
And so, for now, I let her be,
For now I grant her time,
May one day soon, before too long,
She may return as mine.

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