Pity On You Poem by Ana Burnhep
Pity On You
How sad it is to be
Someone who refuses to care for me
How barren is your heart
To look upon the painting and declare it art
When the light of hope leaps through
It's still hard to look at you
With your untrusting mind
Never attempting to turn from being blind
I am in rapture
That I bred my heart mature
My mind will occupy someone rather than you
At least one of the two can remain true
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