Strange that you should judge me so unkindly,
I have been true, faithful; yes, I have loved you blindly.
Life’s twists and turns… bittersweet irony,
Precious little harmony; way too much acrimony.
Please listen to me if I need to talk,
Can you be a friend and not just mock?
If you’ve been blessed with strength and power,
Use it to help the weak ones flower.
Oh, who am I to speak like this?
I know you’ll think it all amiss!
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