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Sep 2012
Buried deep there lies a treasure
whom by man is often sought
tis a precious item truely
that may ner' be sold nor bought

For no vein of gold nor silver
ever flowed as soft as this
nor no ruby cut as flawless
as this gem set high on bliss

For there comes but once a life time
a gem with which no man would part
and my words declare so clearly
that the gift, a womans heart
Love makes kings of us all
Written by
DieingEmbers
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