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Mar 2019
Thy recesses of heart bestowed upon thee
Art the work of a Master, a prodigy forsooth
Thou hast the complexion of that which is pure
Harbingers of hell doth cower ere
Thine beauty of thee; shalt prosper evermore
Allow me to apologize,
For a queen art thou to me,
Whom β€˜gainst one could not make delations
Long after yon, at which hour thou art gone
But if 't be true come the day, forced; thy queen walk hence
Shalt thee leave me, nay!
Still wilt ye reside β€˜longside me
Beest t in flesh, or beest t in heart
The love I hath for thee, wilt nev'r fall apart
This is for my best friend and my love; I'm sorry I've hurt you so many times, but you've always stayed by my side no matter what. Thank you to all the people out there like that.
Written by
Zackary  California
(California)   
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