The Tale Of My Lover

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  It began on a handsome winter's afternoon:
I was the most artistic artist around,
He was the most trickster god of mischievous.

He was my lover,
My trickster lover,
My god of mischievous.

We used to rolls so well together,
Back then.
We wanted to laugh together, around the world,
We wanted it all.

But one afternoon, one handsome afternoon,
We decided to laugh too much.
Together we run it over a dog.
It was sketchy, so sketchy.

From that moment our relationship changed.
He grew so adorable.

And then it happened:

Oh no! Oh no!

He kissed a women.
Alas, a women!
My lover kissed a women.
It was soft, so soft.

The next day I thought my eyes had broken,
I thought my arms had burst into flames,
(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

But still, he is in my thoughts.
I think about how it all changed that afternoon,
That handsome winter's afternoon.

My arms... ouch!
When I think of that trickster god of mischievous,
That trickster god of mischievous and me.  



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