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And all the love I could ever feel,
Something, quite bound and many.
Rather sure, and rather the cure.
Stylized, catalyzed, cauterized.
Something, quite bound and many.
The love, the love thereafter,
Bagged in platinum string.
I throw it over my shoulder and run.
I just run, and run.
Sprint sprint.
A colony it is, infectious.
Wretched existence;
Name: the Shroud.
Upon a cased jewel,
With a booklet;
Solus sol solis, pendeo intus luna.
Now I just disarray, dis-chord.
Something, quite bound and many.
Rather sure, and rather the cure.
Stylized, catalyzed, cauterized.
Something, quite bound and many.
The love, the love thereafter,
Bagged in platinum string.
I throw it over my shoulder and run.
I just run, and run.
Sprint sprint.
A colony it is, infectious.
Wretched existence;
Name: the Shroud.
Upon a cased jewel,
With a booklet;
Solus sol solis, pendeo intus luna.
Now I just disarray, dis-chord.
After a day or two of incubating, it felt right to write it for our anniversary.
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I love you ever so much, my darling. <3