With every second, my mind is screaming with passion
with every moment, my heart is filled with joy
with every hour, my soul knows no fear
but only when she is near
with the passing of time, my love grows, but so does my sorrow.
For every second when she is gone, I shed a thousand tears
For every moment she is away, my heart screams in agony
for every day she is not here, pain is all that is left in here.
Come back sweet angle of the night!
Your knight cannot stand without your strength
Come back temptress of my mind
my heart's empty without your presence
Come back mistress of my soul
For your warrior can't stand no longer stand alone, for I need you here.
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When the world has gone cold and dull, there stands one man who remembers the tales of lovers past. Whoes love was as pure as snow. His goal is to remind people of the passion and love they all lost. So that his own heart may feel the same things in his stories once again.
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DominicKane
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