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Mar 2016
You make me feel like the Queen of Fools…
Gifting me all these precious jewels
I don’t know if your intentions are crystal and your heart is gold

Still; you gift me all these precious jewels
Leaving me to feel like the Queen of Fools.
because even the most precious jewels can not satisfy me.
For what I truly desire are your intentions to be of crystal and a heart of gold.

However it seems to be that;
I am the Queen of Fools,
surrounded by all these worthless jewels.
*As it seems; the most worthless of them all has become you to me
Hales
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Hales  122/F/Hell
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   Lance McDonald
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