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The Beginning of the End
It seems it’s the end of that uproarious tale. That rosy-coloured story could finally fade. I’ve been glowing in light and now weary in shade. These subliminal ideas is what your absence breeds. I was your everything and now you’re not even taking a heed. Baffled I am! How could you ossify my tenderness by your deeds? You’ve curtailed affection and planted distrust’s seed. O you remember, I was the one you badly need. Now, I bid you the last farewell, and go as fast as a steed. Blood from my heart had fled; I am a living dead indeed. I will drown my ship veering to the dangerous offshore reef. Let me slay that tender heart that caused so much pain. Alas, my doting paramour, my heart won’t palpitate in vain. These bloodless wars and sunken hearts would no longer sustain. I‘d no longer take part in this unaccustomed play that made me bovine. If you find another love, just go away and end this dread. That acutely abiding love didn’t last as you vowed out This whist is to be ended. I bow out. I was dauntless, but I am no longer stout. I waived you all my inviolable rights, but you violated them out.
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