Sorrow's Silent Symphony
O never say that I was false of heart,
With all my or dour, I kept you apart.
Sometimes too bright the belief shines-
And every fair from fair sometime declines.
Your beauty glows discripted by a spring,
Of your beautiful chronicles did I sing.
Promises that I made wasn't a humdrum,
It was my covet to build for thee a chrysanthemum.
An year ago, I made you have this wine,
Decorated with mosaics , for thee my Valentine.
An aspire to spend with you the rest of my life's way,
So I assured you to make you my heart-
taking an oath in the ST.Valentine's Day.
Days passed with all wispy events,
Soon I realized it lacked your lovable comments.
Soon the day came near,
When I promised to have you dear.
My life couldn't support your parting's weight,
Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath.
In my failing pulse , my passion speechless lies,
On my death bed , I admire you closing up my eyes.
Wheres o'er I'm below or else above you,
Wheres o'er you're , my heart shall truly love you.
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