song of this website

[betteroffbad]

While fortune wanted me to taste
Some hope of being satisfied
The memory of sweetness sighed
Pricked me to be in verses placed

Love, fearful lest it be displaced
From its cruel power and its pride
To cover up the ways it lied
With anguish all my gifts defaced

O all of you by love enslaved
To longings ludicrous and tender
You'll find them mirrored in this website

(Honest, clean, and undepraved)
And understand the songs I render
In your own lived trouble's light