Faults

Sara Teasdale
Faults
  • They came to tell your faults to me,
  • They named them over one by one;
  • I laughed aloud when they were done,
  • I knew them all so well before, —
  • Oh, they were blind, too blind to see
  • Your faults had made me love you more

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