There still remains a rupture within
What hurts most is
It will never be the same as before
Whatever it may take
I will always be there waiting
Always be here to preserve our story.
I cried and wept vigorously
A mighty flame fired me within
This was crux as so to stone
I didn’t want to grow
Love and gentle heart makes it one
‘Tis only true amore that makes you virtuous
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