It lied shattered
Splattered and weak,
Bleak, tainted,
Painted white,
Bright gelid shine,
Divine destroyed,
Deployed heart,
Apart on the ground,
Around the tears,
Fears of pain,
Attain to the soul,
The goal of leaving,
Weaving depart,
Heart of the lass,
A reckless crass,
Was worst of class,
His reckless harass,
Pass him as a fool,
Dull playing his sass,
That lass had a core,
More than the sorrow,
Morrow was marked,
By parked crass,
Which carelless stroke,
Broke her heart,
A heart of glass,
A lass last resort
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