Whom made angels weep,
And the birds fly,
The sun rise on the morrow,
Whom is as gorgeous and crisp as a rose,
My dear, sweet, perfect,
One that would always stay as such,
Who contained a love so gallant,
So pure,
One whom i adore,
Always.
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Whom made angels weep,
And the birds fly,
The sun rise on the morrow,
Whom is as gorgeous and crisp as a rose,
My dear, sweet, perfect,
One that would always stay as such,
Who contained a love so gallant,
So pure,
One whom i adore,
Always.