–
Oh, thou wretched heart,
Ridden with angst as though
Worms within an apple.
If it were but a solitary fruit
My branch might bear the weight,
But the trunk is damaged and hollow,
The time to heal has come too late.
–
Oh, thou wretched heart,
Ridden with angst as though
Worms within an apple.
If it were but a solitary fruit
My branch might bear the weight,
But the trunk is damaged and hollow,
The time to heal has come too late.
