A Burden to Bear:

Verse I:

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Is the enemy of my friend, my friend or enemy?

For all are keep close to gauge my envy

For one is keep close, for he deceived me

For he told a tale of a woman, I grew to call my sweet.

She slept around and worked the town,

That she is not a queen worth the crown.

My hatreds disgust -- grew a rage, -- words rampaged, her end of days.

She died, I cried, what to do?

The truth came out with on the blue --

Moon shines on the night of red.

I found the man, who told the lie.

The bible speaks of the keeper, the wrath provokes a reaper.

The graves birth still a swell.

His graves buried next to Belle.

My brother’s life…never to re-tell.

To my dearest sweet Belle, Rest in Peace.