Given, Taken

I am given to my mournful soul

Taken from a tragic past

Given to untimely droll

Taken from the looking glass

I wish to give my heart to joy

Taken as a requiem

Giving elegies I employed

To the grave where my joy once was taken

Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.

Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. -Psalms 100:3

"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"

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