A good actor, are you?
'Cause I want to keep my life's hue
You'll just need to be nought: not my lover nor my hater
But you'll just to be my beard, and my waiter
To serve foods to my lovers
And to evoke food poison to my haters
'Cause they said love won't bother towards me
Ay, that's true, but I want to stay in this calm sea
I want to keep the career of mine
So you'll be a good beard that will love me every time
But warning, I just have one
All fake; strings must be undone
So tell me thy answer
Before you leave this stage
This will not be hard nor harder
And I'll pay you, for exchange
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Hi my beloved readers! I want to acquit thee all that this new poem of mine will have atleast 2 or 3 parts because I don't want to make a very very long poem. I will just get bored and of it and forget the flow of the story. That's all thanks for the support!
