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I love her. She is the epitome of beauty, Her golden radiance pierces me harshly, Those soft blue eyes get the best of me, I just want to caress her gently, softly, But there is him. He has her love, they seem so enthused, I'm sitting in silence until they come to amuse, She is supposed to care for me, but I always lose, I must find a secret to set off her fuse, He is the worst thing for her. It seems no matter how much I whine, He won't go away, so I will work to find, A new way of control, aha! brilliant mind, I'll watch his every move and work to mime, I love him. What he likes, I like, he loves, I love, I'm a miniature version, his proud little bud, Bonded by time, a woman and blood, I've made my way closer to my gorgeous dove, I love her still.
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
Oedipus
I love her. She is the epitome of beauty, Her golden radiance pierces me harshly, Those soft blue eyes get the best of me, I just want to caress her gently, softly, But there is him. He has her love, they seem so enthused, I'm sitting in silence until they come to amuse, She is supposed to care for me, but I always lose, I must find a secret to set off her fuse, He is the worst thing for her. It seems no matter how much I whine, He won't go away, so I will work to find, A new way of control, aha! brilliant mind, I'll watch his every move and work to mime, I love him. What he likes, I like, he loves, I love, I'm a miniature version, his proud little bud, Bonded by time, a woman and blood, I've made my way closer to my gorgeous dove, I love her still.
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
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