Love Notes
Has my heart been so blind?
Oh sweet lies set me free
Have I been mislead?
Does the sun not rise every morn?
Am I daft so?
Have I misinterpreted your sweet tokens?
Does the moon not shine with the sprinkles of stars?
To flee from this misgiving praise you so effortlessly set me a blaze with
I have become the jester at the king’s table and you the fable teller
Such childish games you play with ones fragile heart
Oh speak my divine conquest please I implore you seek out the blade you so
cunningly stab me with when I was not looking
I am the fool’s errand, you bested me, and now I shall die forever in my lonely
desperate time
T1nk
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