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Once your eyes dressed me upon their sparkle
like a song you were, fresh to the ears made me forget the wandering years, the silent tears that filled the empty want within. Now you look with those dazed eyes that see only your reflection, and everything that ever came to be, faded, died To life's bitter symphony. Once upon a long, long time you held the status of my Queen you reigned equal here where the night entangled us upon its wild where one by one our dreams together filled A simple plan for us to be gathered here the trilogy Of Love, friendship and being. Years have tinkered the sad plots where the deceit hides it's face a time where all was held in place shattered upon the night and cried Till love that sacred essence between us died. I still care despite the pain the ruined conception of the horrid rain that fell upon us and devested the whole Ruined the senses, drained the soul. But love is love, and true never parts It cares beyond the pain, the suffering we impart It holds you still in its essence here Still loved, still held dear. No doubt it always shall bless the day when first your face found my way and etched for a time upon my life As a companion. Friend and once a wife. Alisdaire O'Caoimph
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