Monday, 26 April 2010

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To me my love is precious.
I love her oh so well.
But when I caught her cheating,
I sent my love to hell.

We would walk through fields,
eating candy cane.
But she broke my heart,
and suffers eternal pain.
She lays amidst the fires,
where she will never rest.
I warned my love of my patience,
of which she should never test.
LOL. I made up the first stanza months ago. Then, as I was sitting on the computer, ywo days ago, I thought up the two last verses. Enjoy, or don't. Up to you.

2 comments:

  1. good work , you should change the background to a darker colour and make the text brighter so it stands out , just a suggestion , keep it up

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