

Maiden's LamentMany years I can remember Back towards that cold December That quiet town besieged by snow And I alone left to my woeMaiden's Lament
Sitting in my darkened manor Far away from common clamor Curtians shrouded, candle dim My mind locked on something grim
A book, a tome, a grimoire I held My growing disposition I hoped to quell Pages turned and theories learned All the while my heart did yearn
For back one year the past December Happens that which I will always remember The most angelic Maiden to ever be Was taken, taken away from me
Her
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Yisa
"I'm nobody. Nobody's perfect; therefore, I'm perfect."
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.::.Literate&Stylish.::.
.::.Kissable&Quiet.::.
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