devotion
if you asked the world of me, i’d give it
if you asked for a new life, i’d live it
no letter in the latin tongue i wouldn’t shape
for you my dear, no vow would ever drape
i’m living proof of what you deserve, it hurts
it hurts, bittersweet knowing i was first
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