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I sob tears imbedded with your name;
Oh, my sweet, fair girl.
I howl and weep at the angels,
My love, my maiden, mine.
Young and fleeting love is,
No more fleeting than your touch.
My bruised and battered heart,
Dragged across the concrete.
Ma moitié,
Our souls weaved together with veins of love.
Bound together hatred and passion,
A unilateral bond.
I may never admire your perfect skin or hear your song of joy.
Can never kiss your cheeks as your smile weakens my trembling knees.
Yet I will pursue your love until the world crumbles,
My love, my maiden, mine.
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