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Forsaken Love
Prince Charming a soul meant to roam my heart,
A deadly man with a poisoned dart,
The breath of a gentle kiss,
Or the meaning of this eternal bliss,
The one who walked right into my life,
Taking my heart with a knife,
Who knows what there is to behold,
But this love is not to be sold,
Take it wisely as you run,
And bring...
Monday 15th September 2014 4:33 pm
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