I was a young matron, tender and fair
So loyal, righteous, and immensely loved
My youth snatched by a kiss hidden far snare
His honeyed voice stole away all my achieved
Held far above the pit of toxic sin
He, savior mine, sees phantom o' my face
Sweet, sickly elope, farced me to crush within
Brief bravery returned, lead life erase
Help of a dear, silent sister given
Hate of wrathful, children wronged is granted
My clandestine secret bared to listen
Pained deceit long overdue projected
Opened an outstretched hand, I fed my heart
Time never healed what wholly broke apart
