Love has no anger

I was not born mad;

I had not grown mad.

But I was made mad.

The cause is you.

I know not love;

I tasted not love.

I have no sore of love

Till I met you.

I now know its gain;

I now know its pain;

All ended in vain.

The cause is you.

Me, you lulled

and then pinched.

I have no anger.

That is love.

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