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What Wouldst Thou Be
Would that you see the eyes of a burning dragon? For he to be the first you kissed, Would that you see the tears of a fallen maiden? For she to be the first you missed, Reflect, for it is then your flagon of mead, that betrayed grin. Shadows of a man, would that you be then As a sip of pain to a swig of gin; You cast all aside for a lot of unanswered questions What wouldst that thou be sir? I request confessions! Would that your startled eyes see double? For then that you beg be allowed penance, No penitent man! Would that you see more pain; For I cast it out, and you cast a sentence. Still, in the shadows, you see troubles gain. I command this you whisper to your beloved one; 'I set you free, in truth, in light you shine alone ' What would that you be for her, ergo a dove’s patience? Patiently gallivanting round her love, not with it since. Sir I ask at last and final, what wouldst thou be? Knave, Brute, Scoundrel, aye… all apt for thee!
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