My precious love why do you hate me so?
Have I not given you that which you need?
I love you every day. Does that not show,
You what you mean to me? My heart can feed
From this neglect for just some time before
It starts to wither black into a ball
Of memories of what once was empor,
Oh fate, will you help me before I fall,
Onto the stake of horrible regret,
I've come so close yet I remain to far,
From catching her within my loving net,
This precious, fickle girl will always mar,
My soul and I will never be at rest,
I hope my heart endures this poignant test.
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