Sigh

Now I understand

You weak bloke

Pretending of words

 

I stupid before

You disgust me

Your stench wretched

 

You delight you

I delight me

You worthy not

 

You shall see

The pain give

I too thee

 

Not I want

You deserve such

Someone must serve

 

I shall seve

The unfaithful heart

to its death

 

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