Glouds Gather To Batter My Feelings...
....Into An Emotional Clashin.
Stagger For Daggers Feed To My Grievin...
....Which Crawls In A Witherin Fashion.
Glittered In The Memories I've Beheld...
...In A Well Clustered With Tears Of Ink.
Feeling A Roses Thorns, My Love Swells...
...To Affection. I Sigh, Take A Second And Blink.
Regain Consience To These Painful Cuts
....Dwellin In The Midst Of My Imagination.
For The Rose I Watered Will Soon Errupt...
...Rise Past Our First Kiss At Graduation.
So I Sit On A Wooden Chair Sheddin Tears..
...For The Fear Of A Mear Crack In True Love.
Has Fallen On My Witherin Heart As The Shear...
...Truth. It's A Feeling I Apparently Never Knew Of.
For My Tears Have Fallen And A Trail Is Marked...
...Over The Vanishin Connection We Shared.
The Flame Lost In The Dark, A Flickerin Spark...
....Shows The Beauty Of Our Love Is Still Spared.

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