Digital drawing · poetry

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You were there,

My love,

My sweet.

My dearest lady whom I loved

Eternally, my one and only

That have left me scarred

When you kept a hum of a tune,

that will never end.

Your face upon my lips,

Your touch of a winter’s rage that cages my heart into yours.

When you do defend me, i will lay my life for you.

Milady,

Milove,

My sweet Amalthea, never weep

We have one that cannot deny

Our regret will always stay by our side.

I’ll be your champion,

Let me be yours eternally.

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