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Seven to Ten

A thousand loves A thousand years For each love lost A thousand tears My dear My goddess You who was born in light Elegant enchanting Elizabeth And I Your silver knight Out of spite to the worst Shall soon shatter this curse And live our days in death Our lifetime of bliss In our abyss Satisfaction in our last breath And though your grace Has not changed my face I bear this burden with you And soon after years Hundreds of thousands of tears We bid our life adieu
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Written by
anyamcghee
23 / F / Narnia
Published
Nov 14, 2017
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29·89
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#love#sin#rejoice#faith#commandment#spite#wish
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