Mistreat (a lyric)
by Peter S. Quinn - May 27, 1999
Blooms of love that you mistreat
With hearts so full of sorrow
Shall not give you love as sweet
When you both reach tomorrow
Then it would be cold and dry
Each of your touch and kissing
Both had said last night good bye
Without a further wishing
Blooms that in darkness flower
Shall not in love be lighter
For it is born in darkish hour
And can not become whiter
What love's there in an empty nest
That you could say it mattered
It may be well disguised or dressed
But it would be all shattered
Could one then hold sorrow in him
If he did not love receive
For all such affection would be dim
And so each tear of grieve
We dwell in day or darkness here
Like everything we inure
Sometimes we give away a tear
Even though we are not sure
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