Tis my poetry which is far
More beautiful then your
Face shall ever be
Tis my words strong then they
Ever be then your
Heart shall ever see
Then those eyes will ever feel
And those hand shall ever touch
Far from thee
You will see
I am far from you
And happy
As I ever will be
For you shall see
You never really had
A good effect on me
Your closer to lost then
You will ever be to life
For you are now scorn
From my love will be so
Far for thee
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