I try to write my love

When I shed mine tear

I try to tell, my dove

Of what I hold dear

Or at least what is true

About what thine makes me

Feel like I have to do

But please just let be

Thou hast killed my heart

So tis ice cold

How thee ripped me apart

And now we grow old

So I write my true lie

And so we both now die

Okay, so that one's a bit odd. I wrote it a while ago.