So proud she was to die Published January 23, 2018 by suprusr 0 So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed. So satisfied to go Where none of us should be, Immediately, that anguish stooped Almost to jealousy. Related posts: If this is I am ashamed-I hide I could die-to know If I should die suprusr Published in Poems
