I'm sorry to reign over your parade
But my darling, she's mine first
Her eyes were shade for so little time
But she still had my thirst
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I quench deep down inside
Her soul of gold and splendor
I'm tormented inside; fourteen shades of grey
Dysfunctioned by these consequences that are rendered
I'm a sage of shadows hiding
Inside the beaming sun of heart's content
Inside her soul I'm raptured
By the grace of God I REPENT!
So Mr. Mitchell please stand aside
And let the only dream come to harvest
I know now how it feels to lose
Not having her is the hardest
It's my glorious prize to claim
The dawning has come for now
I love her, you'll just understand
After all I did somehow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can tell this must go to someones ex boyfriend? right? maybe its cool thought this stanza was spectacular I'm a sage of shadows hiding Inside the beaming sun of heart's content Inside her soul I'm raptured By the grace of God I REPENT!