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Oct 2013
There was once this boy
Who treated me like Helen of Troy
To my euphoria, he was the ground
To his kingdom, I was crowned

From the shadows that abducted me
He fought and snared the key
Chased me, he did
So I could finally be freed

On his white horse, I rode
My hands, to him I bestowed
For I knew his love wasn’t feigned
And for he’s the one who got me unchained

Forth we escaped
As my heart got reshaped
Into something beautiful and steady
Hence he could hold it dearly

Shortly, the darkness penetrated
The castle our love had made
And with his arms as my shield
I was utterly concelead

The attack never ceased
And I watched as my bliss
Slowly withered with every hit
But even with the utmost, he didn’t quit

He said, “If love isn’t enough
to keep you away from the cuff,
then darling, I’d be again the key
that would always unleash thee.”

And with his last gusted breath,
Before he surrendered to Death
He rested his lips on mine
And made our last kiss benign
Austine
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