Your heart is glazed in ice.
Though you feel loveless,
Your heart still twinkles in the sunlight.
You may feel limp and frozen in the cool winters:
you may look withered but still have your colors,
But that makes you the more beautiful as a one of a kind flower.
Black as a starless and Moon free sky,
Your heart is as potent as a lion's paw,
Yet fragile as a butterfly's wing.
You carry on the legacy of True Love,
Yet torn and stricken by the sexual lust of the incompotent being.
Rose-shaped heart glazed in the sun,
That has been purified by the Guardian Angel of your life,
Will forever protect it from th incompotent.
Though you feel loveless,
Your heart still twinkles in the sunlight.
You may feel limp and frozen in the cool winters:
you may look withered but still have your colors,
But that makes you the more beautiful as a one of a kind flower.
Black as a starless and Moon free sky,
Your heart is as potent as a lion's paw,
Yet fragile as a butterfly's wing.
You carry on the legacy of True Love,
Yet torn and stricken by the sexual lust of the incompotent being.
Rose-shaped heart glazed in the sun,
That has been purified by the Guardian Angel of your life,
Will forever protect it from th incompotent.
ninian
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